I loved to put my hand in the big pockets of my grandpa's coat as he held my hand.
That day there was something else in his pocket. A very small box, it seemed, and he stopped under the snowflakes and allowed me to open it. In the box, one square chocolate bonbon. It was for me, he said. I held it in my hand and then took a bite that revealed the most delicious inside: white, creamy, sticky, sweet and perfumed with vanilla, marzipan and nougat in the same time. I have delighted in eating itzy-bitzy smallest pieces of it until we arrived at home..
I was probably five year old..
I remember the snow and my grandpa's pocket.
I still remember that taste and my grandpa's hand.
Just two years after that walk Romania entered into a deep darkness and chocolate was for a long long time difficult if not impossible to come by. It was even one of the most wanted items at the black market.
I forever searched for that taste and never could find anything that came close to it, even with all my trips around the world.
And now, I am making chocolate myself. :-)
Raw chocolate :-)
Thus, on Friday November 28th I gave my first workshop in raw chocolate making," Just in time for Sint": raw, yummy, healthier! chocolate letters, more like Mother Nature intended them. :-)
These last two years that I am intensively eating 80-90% raw I experimented a lot with chocolate making, for me and for V.
I love the alchemy of it and until last week I just combined intuitively all kind of ingredients.
I had made white chocolate, brown chocolate and dark chocolate - and came up with my very own special recipe for green chocolate (because I love green, if you didn't know