I'm not much of a breakfast girl. I wake up full of ideas and ambition, and making a mess with eggs or crunching through a bowl of cold cereal sounds like a terrible chore. Instead, I brew myself a pot of tea and sit down at my desk to write for a few hours. I always do my best writing before noon, and I've learned not to put it off.
Mid-way through the morning, I want just one thing: a piece of chocolate.
I keep a variety of chocolate bars around the house for just this reason; sometimes I want something experimental, like one of the Vosges Haut-Chocolate bars (Woolloomooloo is a favorite); other times, I want something sticky-sweet, like the Kalouga bar from Bernachon, a dark chocolate bar that oozes thick, glorious caramel. I'm all out of that one at the moment. Sob.
A couple of weeks ago, I discovered a new favorite: Divine Chocolate, made with cocoa from a farmer's cooperative in Kuapa Kokoo in West Africa. Not only are their chocolate bars wrapped inside a gorgeous label decorated with indigenous African symbols, but they also taste, well... divine. My current favorite is the 70% dark chocolate bar, but I'm also a fan of the Dark Chocolate Mint, which has crunchy bits of mint inside, and is ever-so-yum.
Divine Chocolate is sold at Bittersweet on Fillmore, a shop so full of wonderful things that I might as well hand over my wallet as soon I walk through the door. Have you tried their spicy hot chocolate? It has a high sigh factor.
Bittersweet: the chocolate cafe
2123 Fillmore Street
San Francisco, CA 94115
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection. ~ Anais Nin
