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A week or so ago one of our faculty returned from a vacation in France and brought me back a bag of Calvados-filled chocolates. Today, another faculty member returned from a year in England and brought back a box of Maison Duceau cognac-filled chocolates from Angouleme (she had gone with the other faculty member and family on their vaction).
Oh.
My.
Goddess.
Heavenly. No, really. Not only the pleasure of dark French chocolate (nearly as good as Belgian, with real cocoa butter, not paraffin!), but filled with actual liqueurs, not some fake syrupy crap. Pure heaven. I need a local supplier for this crack. :)
Or not. I'm probably better off without one.
Oh.
My.
Goddess.
Heavenly. No, really. Not only the pleasure of dark French chocolate (nearly as good as Belgian, with real cocoa butter, not paraffin!), but filled with actual liqueurs, not some fake syrupy crap. Pure heaven. I need a local supplier for this crack. :)
Or not. I'm probably better off without one.
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