Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Childish, I know, but I truly believed in Instant.
Immediate gratification was my mantra.
How foolish I felt, after years of haughtily wondering
Why anyone would spend the time or wait
When I finally found for myself what some already knew:
Agitated chocolate, glutinous with living,
Palpable fragrance escaping every pore
With every bubble burst it thickens sweetly
And deepens in the swampy layer beneath.
Oh so smooth into perfect containers!
Picked for shallow depth that makes the skin silky.
Hot and luxurious, coating its escape with
Sugar and fat molecules like cocoa butter on the body
Rake the bottom and harvest every speck
Forming dark trenches and furrows of residue
Let it flow so gentle and tender like
The warm wet mouth of a lover.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
Once the dough has risen, remove the 10 oz for the next batch, if desired. Put it in a ziplock bag and plop it in the fridge or freezer.