Here's how it happened for me.
Sensible dinner. Egg white breakfast burrito for dinner (we had very little to work with, okay?).
Two hours later, I'm getting a hankering for something extravagant.
A quick search of the cupboards (even my special hiding place on the lazy Susan) and my bookcase (don't ask, it's a weird thing) reveals that we have no special chocolate treats.
Then I remember. The best chocolate ever. The kind of chocolate I would give as a gift, it's so good.
Truffettes de France.
But I bought them at Trader Joe's. You open them and inside are not one, but two, golden bags filled with truffles just the right size.
I ripped the bag I was so excited.
Forgive me for the slightly blurry picture. I was half-crazed at this point.
The chocolate. How can I even describe it? The cocoa powder hits your tongue just a tiny bit bitter, but the truffle immediately begins to soften in your mouth. The cocoa melts into the semi-sweet chocolate. Roll it around in your mouth. Delicious. It melts. Heavenly.
So delicious you could give them away. But so delicious you won't want to. Oh what a dilemma.