I just woke up from a 15 minutes slumber, been dreaming about chocolates. Hell! That's nothing unusual. I must say that I often dream about chocolates. Forget about diamonds, I feel that chocolates are girls' best friends.
This week, I've started longing for chocolates even more ever since I've watched Anthony Bourdain's trip to Spain where he visited artisans such as Enric Rovira and Albert Adria. Those guys do wonders with desserts, turning them into real masterpieces. For instance, Rovira's chocolate egg could rightly be compared to a culinary Fabergé. I'll give just about anything to have a bite off it.
Enric Rovira's chocolate eggs - Image from The Scout
For me, a good chocolate should not be too sweet and it should have a velvety texture at the same time. That would totally suit some Swiss chocolates - the best I've had so far. Despite all the hype, I don't really like Lindt chocolates. I bend more towards artisanal ones and I'm lucky enough to have an aunt coming directly from Switzerland this Saturday so that I could have my fill of those awesome chocolates! How cool is that?