After dinner at her house a few nights ago, Anjum asked Zohra and I if we wanted some dessert. We turned down her offer of Haagen-Dazs coffee ice cream while removing the limbs of an innocent gingerbread man who was minding his own business amongst a bowl of clementines. Craving something small to soothe my sweet tooth, I asked for a piece of chocolate. Anjum disappeared for a bit. Zohra was hoping she'd come back with some milk chocolate. I was hoping for something with peanuts in it. Anjum returned with this:
An array of dark and really dark chocolate.
Zohra's reacted calmly by saying, "Oh, I forgot that you are into the dark chocolate." I reacted with an incredulous tone in my voice, "What is all this elitist chocolate?! Don't you have anything normal, like an Oh Henry? Some poor man's chocolate perhaps?!" Anjum, the ever lovely host said "Yes, in fact, I do!" She busted out some left over Halloween candy and I being a gracious guest had one of each!
Feeling bad for those of you with peanut allergies. This stuff is great!
Zohra took one bite of a Wunderbar and made a face as though she had just eaten the sourest of lemons. What else could I do but offer to finish it for her? What else? I admit, I tried a piece of the Dark Chocolate Pomegranate and it was good but nothing beat the Crispy Crunch lodged into my teeth and the Caramik stuck to the roof of my mouth.
Thankful for chocolate snobs all over the world!