Chocolate fantasies dance around in my head like sugarplums

Is anyone willing to donate to the cause of getting me to Seattle?? If so just comment and i’ll email you my paypal account 😀 aaah but all jokes aside: I want to go to the flagship store of my favorite chocolate makers sometime this Autumn.

Here’s the back story: Claudio Corallo has a chocolate factory/plantation(which was previously world-renowned then abandoned) on the islands of Sao Tome and Principe, order it here, where he cranks out the most delicious and quality chocolate that has ever melted in your mouth. A retail store was just recently opened in the states, by him, not too long ago. (You see, ordering chocolate from Africa can get expensive) So, I’d like to visit this store and try one of their fresh macaroons or truffles and probably buy half the store while i’m there. I’ve never been to Seattle and yes, I do LOVE rain! (Ahh I may post about just how happy rain makes me soon) To give you a little glimpse of my chocolate-loving tensions: I have a jar on my nightstand(with a freshness seal of course) where I keep a mini collection, I have a stash at my work and everyone of my handbags has chocolate melted to the bottom of the inside-I even have a stash in my car during cooler months. I have probably tried every kind of chocolate that is made in the states-I’m more partial to the ones I’ve tried abroad but I will keep tasting. Godiva truffles are my favorite truffle in the states-besides a locally known shop; I once had amassed over 50 boxes(empty of course, why I kept them I don’t even know) I don’t think I’ve ever said no to quality chocolate in my life. I simply adore the stuff.

Anyhow, I will continue living…hopefully in the future I will plan my little trip…I’d probably go alone.. you see, I don’t know anyone on this planet, as of yet, that would fly across the country just to visit one store. But thats me. And I’ll make it happen. I promise you.

About aphromite

I only live to serve something. I only give to help something. I do right because wrong never did anything good.
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