a paean to good chocolate

One of my students' mothers got me a box of Godiva chocolate after asking me to look over her son's school application essays. I think I would edit in exchange for Godiva pretty much anytime.

When my mom came to New York last summer, we went to Jaques Torres, where you can watch chocolate being made behind the glass factory wall, and they serve spicy hot chocolate and mocha, as the Aztecs drank it, of which I heartily approve, as I dislike sugary things but love very dark chocolate. I don't know why this hasn't taken off in the $tarbucks of the world -- a little black pepper, a few anchovies.... oh, those Aztecs. Hmmn, I wonder if that would work with rum.

The dark chocolate bark at Jaques Torres is one of the great pleasures of the universe. Amazing that something called "bark" could be such a delight.

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