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The Gift

10.13.07 | 28 Comments | Filed Under Help!, Ouch, blogging, chocolate, family, friends, hooray, kids, men, slugs, why?, women

Mr B came home last night laden with gifts.

It wasn’t our anniversary.

We hadn’t had an argument.

He just saw something and thought of me.

Isn’t he nice?? (Well, sometimes anyway.)

You’re all excited now aren’t you?

What is it?

Wine?

Jewellery?

A holiday?

A new car?

(OK, you’re getting a bit too excited there if you think he’s just going to go out an buy me a car. Calm down will you?)

Right.

Here’s the bag…

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Yay, chocolate.

 

So I open the bag, and find this.

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Don’t they look lovely?

All elegant and grown up and sexy.

I give him a big kiss and place them carefully on the kitchen side to explore more thoroughly later.

When later comes, I carefully slide the top bar out of the ribbon.

I turn it over in my hands, admiring the sleek design.
Then I read the text, ‘The Purist, 100% Cocoa Bar’…

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…and alarm bells ring. If you listen hard you’ll hear them. Go on, are you listening??

Now.

I love dark chocolate.

In a recent health kick I have dumped my beloved Cadbury’s Dairy Milk for 70% Cocoa chocolate, as a friend suggested I could get my chocolate kick with fewer calories this way as you only need a little to satisfy you.

She was right.
I love it, and I only need a few squares instead of a whole bar to give me that cosy, sweet chocolate love.

So Mr B saw the dark chocolate and thought of me.

 

BUT…

 

Have any of you tasted 100% Cocoa chocolate??

As a kid did you ever dip your finger in the Cocoa powder??

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If so, you know what I’m talking about.

If not, erm, imagine dipping your tongue into warm tar.
You can imagine the taste right?

Bitter, gritty, and one that hangs around until you have a drink or eat something else??

If you’re still struggling, them imagine licking a slug. That’s how completely abhorrent the taste of Cocoa is.

So is 100% Cocoa chocolate any different?

 

No.

It makes me have to run around the kitchen going,

 

Me: “Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.”

It makes Miss E spit in the sink then run round the kitchen going,

Miss E: “Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.”

I have to quickly drink a glass of red wine while Miss E has a Haribo.

That’s how bad it is.

So anyway, I put Miss E to bed, then finish blogging and take the other bar into the sitting room to watch QI with MR B.

Here it is,

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Don’t you just love the sleek design? And at 72% I know it will taste fine.
So I break a small piece off and slip it absent mindedly into my mouth.
And I wait for that smooth, velvety, bitter sweet chocolate hit…

Crunch.

 

Me: “Oh. That’s a bit, erm, I think I need a drink.”

Confused and distraught by the assault that has just befallen my tastebuds, I glance down at the packaging…

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You: ahhhh.

Me: “Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”

Can you believe it?

Mr B turns as two sizzling, dark, eye-shaped holes drill into the back of his head.

 

Mr B: “What?”

Me: “Did you read the writing on the chocolate you bought me dear, sweet, darling Mr B?”

Mr B: “Erm, not really. It’s just dark chocolate isn’t it?”

Me: “No, it’s not. This one has chilli and pink peppercorns in it.”

I turn the bar over and he looks in horror at the small pink circles that mottle the bar like in angry rash.

Mr B: “Eurghhhhhhh.”

Me: “Yes. And would you like to try the 100% Cocoa bar you got me too?”

Hearing the challenge in my voice, he grins and says,

Mr B: Yeah, go on then.”

I fetch him the beautiful packet. He breaks off a generous chunk and pops it into his mouth.

I watch.

He chews.

He gets that look on his face that I aways get after trying Guinness, the one he aways laughs at and says mockingly, ‘you have to drink a couple of pints Jo, then you’ll like it.’

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Then he runs from the room and I hear his piece of chocolate heaven joining Miss E’s down the sink.

He returns to the room with a glass of brandy and sits down beside me.

Me: “Like it?”

NB. If anyone wants to try either of these chocolate delights, email me at jo@jobeaufoix.com and I will send them to you, first come, first served.

We only broke chunks off them, so you shouldn’t get lurgy.
You could even break the top bit off and get to the bits untouched by human hand if you’re worried. (I think that’s what I’d do.)

But if you do, you have to promise me to blog truthfully and honestly about how they taste…

Oh, and I nearly forgot.

I had another lovely prezzie yesterday from gorgeous Jen at A Snowballs Chance… who sent me this runners-up prize for her recent competition. I love Jen. However, I have a feeling this may actually have been a competition to find out who her most worrying stalkers are, and that RC, myself, my two cents, Willowtree and Dumdad may be arrested quite soon.

Ahh well.

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It was worth it as now I have Jen’s address, mwaa ha ha ha haaaa.

(Not really Jen :D)

It’s so good to have that bit of contact from your blog buddies though.

I love my postcards from Cami, bra from English Mum and now my gifts from Jen.

So with that in mind I have decided to run a competition.
I already have the best prize ever to award you,

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Isn’t it fabulous?

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I will send the winner a brand spanking new, not even opened pack, and some Cadbury’s chocolate if I’m allowed.

Now all I need to do is come up with a competition…

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One last thing.

I am so sorry I have gotten sooooo behind in all my blog reading.

I will do better next week, I promise.

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