So I am bidding you a fond farewell as I pack up the family for 2 glorious weeks in Mexico. Mojitos and sunshine here we come!
I should admit that when I travel, I am a bit of an over-planner. Okay, I am a serious over-planner. I have a packing fetish and an enthusiasm for lists that I can check off twice.
Everyone knows one of the most important thing to plan for are the snacks for the journey. So, what wonderful timing that some fine folks at Emily's Chocolates sent me four cute boxes of chocolate to sample as I was knee-deep in vacation organization mode.
My intention was to bring them along on the fight. But as you might have guessed, I have less will power than Telly Sevalis has hair, and I already ate them. All.
First there was the box of cherry hazelnuts which I expected to be a cherry infused hazelnut covered in dark chocolate. Instead, it was a nice mixture of some chocolate covered cherries and chocolate covered hazelnuts. And it was lovely and tasted exactly as you'd imagine it to.
Then there was the Cranberry Almonds which, similarly, was a 50/50 split of dark chocolate covered cranberries and dark chocolate covered almonds. Sweet and satisfying and, again, exactly as you'd expect.
I had a feeling the chocolate covered graham crackers would be a favourite. Because, I mean, chocolate covered graham crackers?!?! And they didn't disappoint. I could eat them daily they were that good.
But the unexpected and undeniable best of the bunch were the milk chocolate cocoa dusted pecan halves. I have to confess that when food writers and restaurant menus use the term "dusted" to describe any sort of culinary creation it doesn't do it for me. Call me literal (which usually I am not), but all I can think of is dusty food. Ick. So at first I was sure I wouldn't be into these because of my peculiar semantic hang-up, but I am a lover of pecans so I gave it a shot anyway. And wow. Seriously. W-O-W. The other chocolates they sent were not even in the same league. They shouldn't have even been shipped in the same box. These dusty morsels were spectacular. They were not too sweet and the texture was brilliant and they tasted elegant and fabulous and every other excessive descriptor you can think of. They were perfect. Thank you Emily.
So the moral of the story is that: a) I should just buy my travel treats at the airport so they are not consumed before I've even left the house and b) dusty food isn't so bad. In fact, it's un-freaking-believable if you are a cocoa dusted pecan half.
Be back in 2 weeks with tales of Mexican chocolate. Adios!