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desperance) wrote2007-05-03 08:39 am
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nihilistic_kid:
I need to get some of this. Just to know. I have long believed that no chocolate could be too dark for me, I who chew cocoa-nibs for pleasure while I bake; it is possible that I'm just wrong. I need to find out. Besides, I can always cook with it...
I need to get some of this. Just to know. I have long believed that no chocolate could be too dark for me, I who chew cocoa-nibs for pleasure while I bake; it is possible that I'm just wrong. I need to find out. Besides, I can always cook with it...
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Web orders can be shipped only to US addresses at this time.
which is probably for your own good, it would melt on the way from them to you.
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[runs away and hides]
One of the problems of being a supertaster is that superdark chocolate is regarded with deep suspicion.
If you're actually mad enough to get this shipped via a US address, I live about 30 miles south of San Francisco airport, and we've found that mail to/from the UK takes about five days. We've had Scottish smoked salmon arrive safely in a coolpack. But it's heading into the warm season.
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And thanks for the offer, and also the caveat: maybe best wait for the chilly season. I'm thinking, Xmas present to myself...
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And no, being a supertaster is *not* an advantage to a foodie. Particularly when apparently in combination with nearly every genetic "tastes bad" reaction known to humanity. To me, using cilantro in a dish is equivalent to getting the local tomcat to spray over it.
But I will drink cappuccino -- put enough milk in it, and I *can* drink coffee. And I don't have the gene for tasting the bitter chemical in brussels sprouts. Guess which is the only one my husband has?
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To be fair, to be honest: like you, I used to loathe it. I didn't meet it until I was a young adult, and I thought my tastes were fixed, and it was the wrong side of the line (not soap; I found a bitterness to it that I couldn't imagine ever growing fond of). Happily, I was wrong. It took a few years, but it became essential to my adult palate, and I can't hear it vilified, without leaping to the lovely thing's defence...
*wanders off, to plant coriander*
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