Yet another Christmas party with a fancy festive theme.
“The third one in three weeks!” exclaimed Koji, half bemused and half annoyed (Grinch that he is).
“Yes, but you know everyone at this one, or just about know them, and we only have to make one thing each” replied I, contemplating the theme. “Also, we agreed to go way back in October. Or November. Or something.”
“Well in that case, I’m making jelly.”
It seems I rediscover the local library every couple of years. Oftentimes it’s due to me being stuck in a location that I can’t get out of, without a dollar in my pocket and a good half hour until I can ride on out.
(I mean, I could walk on out, but I’m just not that keen on it.)
(I probably should be keener on it. Especially seeing as I’m baking, and eating, all those things you see on this here site.)
(New resolution: walk on out of joints you get stuck in. Sometimes.)
Ever since I gave up that heavenly drink that is coffee some 8 or so years ago, I’ve been known to stand and stare forlornly at the machine that adorns our kitchen counter.
Black, sleek, nice smelling.
It churns out cup after tiny cup of darkly potent brew, topped with the most deliciously creamy froth.
So, to make up for my inability to consume hot, caffeinated beverages, I started drinking my own combinations of milk and flavour. Sometimes chai. Sometimes chocolate. Sometimes even chocolate and chai together.
I’m a little bit groundbreaking like that. Ha!
Over time I developed my own favourite mix. Nothing fancy, always warming.
…continue reading barista’s own frothing milk (& a hot choc recipe)
There was a whispering in the corner of the room.
“What’s going on here?” I asked, somewhat suspiciously, as Mr Sheppardoo and the Bean flashed wide, innocent eyes in my direction.
“We were wondering” started the Bean, “how chocolate a cake can actually be.”
“Quite chocolate, I think” replied I, all the time wondering about the purpose of this discourse.
A silence, as we both looked over at Mr Sheppardoo, waiting for the idea that danced in his head to pop out.
The worlds tumbled out of his mouth.
“If I had the chocolatiest chocolate cake in front of me, I would smoosh my face in it so no-one else could get any!”
It’s undeniable, the sudden cascade of chocolate themed recipes that have been appearing on this blog of late (and even moreso when I tell you that there are not one but two (ok, three) more such recipes to be posted in the near future).
Well, “sudden” if you consider that I’m not generally a chocolate eater.
And “cascade” if you consider that the last non-guest chocolate-centric post was in January (and that the one before that was in March 2011).
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