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Yesterday evening I took a 10-cent tour of a certain well-known chocolate shop that shall remain unnamed. A friend works there and she kindly took us around the back to see the inner workings and shared with us some interesting tales. Being that I didn’t go through the press office, however, I will withhold the juicy stuff…I promised no exposes. But I will post a photo of this, which she called the I Love Lucy machine:

[cue intro music: dah-dah-dah da-da dah! da-da...]

[cue intro music: dah-dah-dah da-da dah! da-da…]

I wasn’t listening when she was explaining what this part of the doodad above actually does—I was concentrating on the photo—but it’s attached to a conveyor belt that slowly cools the chocolates. It takes about ten minutes for it to go through and completely cool, which is plenty of time for you to stuff your cheeks and dress full of cherry cordials and have some laughs.

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I bought a Chocolove bar today just for the poem, this one from Shakespeare. I guess I would make a good customer for Lyric Bread. It was 55% cocoa, and I think there’s enough bitter to sweet ratio for a 55%. Please chime in if you disagree. 

from Venus and Adonis:

Still she entreats, and prettily entreats,

For to a pretty ear she tunes her tale;

Still is he sullen, still he lowers and frets,

‘Twixt crimson shame and anger ashy-pale; 

Being red, she loves him best; and being white,

Her best is better’d with a more delight.

 

Look how he can, she cannot choose but love;

And by her fair immortal hand she swears,

From his soft bosom never to remove,

Till he take truce with her contending tears,

Which long have rain’d, making her cheeks all wet; 

And one sweet kiss shall pay this countless debt.

 

Upon this promise did he raise his chin

Like a dive-dapper peering through a wave,

Who, being look’d on, ducks as quickly in; 

But when her lips were ready for his pay,

He winks, and turns his lips another way. 

 

And for those who really buy these bars for the poems, it says “Continued from Toffee in Milk Chocolate with best by date of MAR 2010,” and “Continued on Cherry Almond with best by date of MAR 2010.” Just like baseball cards—collect all three, folks!

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Poetr-eats

Watched HBO’s new show “Hung” last night and I snickered to myself quietly when Tanya, the poet/freelance proofreader played by Jane Adams, presents to her “I’m going to be a millionaire” class the idea of “lyric bread,” which consists of inserting inspirational verse into baked goods. She draws her inspiration from fortune cookies, and an example is “a croissant folded around Maya Angelou’s ‘Pheonomenal Women.'”

Did you know something like this already exists? In Chocolove‘s chocolate bars, in fact. There are love poems printed on the inside of the outer wrapping. I think I got a Rumi verse the last time I bought the 55%, so the whole experience was smooth and sweet on more than one level, albeit a little precious. If I were to curate the poetry for chocolate bars, I would pick verses that matched the cocoa content in bitterness. So let’s say milk chocolate, anything from Walden. 65% cocoa, Oscar Wilde. 72%, Sylvia Plath, Dorothy Parker. 99% cocoa? Hmm.

It also reminds me of those random facts on Snapple and Nantucket Nectars bottle caps: a little some’n extra you didn’t ask for, but enriching nonetheless… for a second. It’s been years since I’ve bought either of those, and I have a very selective memory and can’t remember any. Can you?

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