I had a customer approach me with a bouquet of roses. They were absolutely gorgeous, until they weren't for me. pashaw. Get out of here, Romeo.
I would have to side with those cynics calling Valentine's Day a marketing scheme by corporations to make people spend lots of money on a single day's importance. That's ridiculous. To wait for one day to show you love your love? You're better than that.
So what's the deal with chocolate? Roasted cocoa beans smashed into a liquor to drink and savor. Or as they do now: blended with stabilizers & enzymes, pumped into molds, and cooled through long tunnels to be wrapped in colorful paper and purchased by you. Yum yum yum?
And old chocolate? I recently found a stack of chocolate bars hiding in an old lunch box from 3 years ago. Yum, Salmonella. Anyways, I opened one of the bars to see how it looked after being suffocated in a plastic lunchbox in a cool basement. It was the usual white-ish film I see on old chocolate. What is that weird white stuff? (that's what she said?) It's FAT BLOOM. Super sexy! The fat a.k.a. the cocoa butter separates from the chocolate and raises to the top or surface of the chocolate. Still ok to eat but texture is off making the chocolate a bit grainy. What happened?? Basement was a pretty moist environment and the chocolate was clearly not stored well. Exposed to these elements, the chocolate had little chance of surviving the three years.
No. I didn't eat that.
Have a great week! Eat more eggs!
