Homemade Chocolate Dessert Recipe Essentials
Bohemian French toast chocolate sandwiches
I am sitting on the pavement outside the CafΓ© de la Paix in a pleasant tumult of people recounting to one another
all sorts of important things. In the background, Dalida is singing a duet with Alain Delon about toffee and candies
and chocolate and I imagine them walking in, taking a seat in the corner, drinking a glass of red, and whispering
to one another all sorts of things so beautifully unimportant.
Contentious chocolate chip cookies
When the devilβs craving for fresh cookies crawls up the tiny veins in your head, donβt ever listen to your inner
advocate, who gives an inspiring speech on βself-control and the cookie jar.β Just give in and behave like all the
great achievements of humankind have been fulfilled: go for it all the way... enjoy!
High school bonfire chocolate melting heart cake
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Intimate scones
Through the window of our cafΓ©, I watch as you heap butter and jam and fresh cream onto a golden pastry just
the way we liked it. You serve it to his mouth and prove to me once again that romanticism is the mass market
product of intimacy.
Control freak chocolate spread
Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to present the precise structure of the chronicle of lust: in the middle of the
night, returning from a party and swearing a thousand times that itβs just a touch, simply to feel, on the tip of the
tongue, only once, and then giving in, full of longing, and disappointing yourself and deciding, without wavering
or doubt, that now the technique for abstaining is absolutely clearβthere will be no more next time, and I mean
it for real.
Veg-out chocolate cornflakes TV wraps
with lazy Brazil nuts and coconut chocolate sofa dipping sauces.
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Ingredients
Wraps
5 crΓͺpes (see page 000)
1 1/2 cu...
My one and only cocoa CrΓͺpe Suzette
The breeze on the balcony touches his face gently. He is playing a slow tune on the violin. Itβs such a beautiful
night. Through the tears that fill his eyes the flames are breaking into thousands of sparkling colors. Quietly he
comforts himself and whispers: βYou are not going to be mine, Rome, but you wonβt belong to anyone else.β
Intimate Hungarian creΜpes
Shortly after it grows dark, I enter our secret place and sit in the corner, the spot that moves only us. Everyone
comes to taste the famed creΛpes of the Hungarian cafΓ© that was once known only to us and is now full to
capacity. I smile a tiny, pensive smile to myself: not one of these countless people will ever experience its true
taste, the intimate taste created by you and me.
Dreamy warm Danish
Only now, as the bulldozers raze the old confectionery, has the smell of cinnamonβno longer rising in the
chimneyβchanged within our memory to the magical reality that we always wanted it to be.
Banana split
The twenties, the forties, the eighties... welcome to the retro shop. Youβll find on the shelf an instant personality
formula look. PrΓͺt Γ pretend. Choose todayβs worst seller: a guarantee to become immediately the number one,
the hottest talk of the town.
All-in-one crackling coconut sugar tortilla chips
with white chocolate and spicy chili milk chocolate guacamole.
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Ingredients
Chili Milk Chocolate Cream
2 1/2 cups he...
Max and Moritz profiteroles
The scent of warm dough mixed with brown caramel. Metal trays overflowing with golden pastries on the wire
shelving at the window are winking to you to come in. The bakery is eternal, the baker is ageless. But Max and
Moritz are at the counter standing in the queue like everybody else and buying their favorite childhood sweet,
exactly like we always wanted them to be.