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May 2004 - Repent, Sinner!
I
feel as though I've sinned. Or that I'm a dirty little traitor.
Or perhaps I am just weak...very, very weak. I was recently exposed
to something great and all powerful. Something both beautiful and
at the same time, so utterly disgusting that you can't turn from
it. It was similar to driving past a motor vehicle accident on the
highway...you can't help but slow down, look and become a part of
it in some small way. It has sucked me in and all I want is more,
more, more!
A
few weeks ago S. took me to Highland
Farms to do a bit of grocery shopping. Then we went back again...and
shopped some more. And I want to go again and again and again. I
can't help it! I want more Highland Farms! I want the huge aisles.
I love the vast array of choices. I drool over the European products
that you can't find anywhere else, like the '00' brand flour and
the Ghirardelli cocoa
powder and the entire aisle of "ethnic" products (I
actually bought Tamarind paste!) that just isn't available
at your average, everyday grocer's.
It
was with love and adoration that I slowly walked through this massive
store. Touching, smelling, looking -- pretty much driving S. crazy
with how slowly we were progressing though a store that was the
size of a small European city. Of course when he found a cereal
he'd never seen elsewhere he simply had to buy a box of each flavour...how
he's going to eat three boxes of cereal before I want (NEED!) to
go back is beyond me. Then in the produce aisles he insisted we
buy Asian eggplants. Asian eggplants. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH
THOSE???
It
was there, ensconced in this gigantic box filled to the brim with
products and produce I simply couldn't say no to, that I found some
truly delicious chocolate. Lindt dark chocolate, sold in a big bar,
in the baker's section, no less. I know I can buy this chocolate
in other stores, but can I also find muscovado sugar and real vanilla
extract within mere feet of it? Bringing it home I had to find something
delectable to make with it...chocolate this good doesn't just get
eaten (well, some of it did), it doesn't go into something
that will mask its taste and it certainly doesn't sit in the cupboard,
feeling lonely (although it would be in wonderful company with
the Ghirardelli cocoa, I think). Nigella
to the rescue, once again. With these gorgeous, light, little Dense
Chocolate Cupcakes...ohhhhhh...it feels so good to
be bad.
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