Such a bizarre array of experimental hot chocolate. Two dollops of hard chocolate to start: a dark chocolate covered fig (stem in? Really?) and a blue cheese truffle, the latter of which worked surprisingly well, though it begged for a bread or pear or a speck of salt to marry its flavours. A board arrived …
Rich and creamy traditional french ice cream (made with egg yolk), bronze spoons, a molten lava cake masquerading as a hot chocolate (fine by me, come to me, sugar coma!), served with meringue, tiny brioche loaf. This late night dessert closed out the Hot Chocolate Festival, and what a way to end the event. The …
Donuts and hot chocolate for dessert in keeping with Vancouver’s Hot Chocolate Festival winding down. Tall ceilings and modern art hang on the walls. The campfire hot chocolate comes with a chewy s’more on a stick, not very graham cracker, but a pleasant lump of marshmallow. Not too sweet but frothy and smoky. Three donuts …
An elderly man sat shaking slightly in front of three cakes; I felt like I should walk away having had SOME chocolate besides three merckins. He gave me a crushed slice extracted from a cake hidden behind the presentable ones; Betty Crocker would have tasted better. There was a saggy Santa Claus, a children’s chocolate …