
I've recently discovered the joy that is Straccitella. A new gelato place has opened nearby, and I've fallen in love with this traditional cream-and-dark chocolate flavor. I suppose you could compare it to chocolate chip ice cream, but it's just so much better.
At the evil WalMart the other day, I saw a bag of Lindt truffles that included a sample of their new Straccitella flavor, so I had to get it. Even though I'm not big on white chocolate, this is one tasty confection.
It's creamy, milky and sweet with little flecks of nibbly dark chocolate. So good.
I gave the bag of truffles to No-Nuts and told her she should allow me to have one truffle a night. She woke up this morning and said that was a bad idea; she'd already eaten two before breakfast.




When I think of Zero bars, here's what comes to mind: a vague, fuzzy memory of standing in the neighbor's backyard. I'm probably, I don't know-- 5? 6? 7 years old? I've somehow procured a Zero bar, which I've never had before. I unwrap it and am shocked to see that it is white. I've never seen a white candy bar before. I take a bite. It is disgusting. 

Liesl von Schokolat graduated from 8th grade last week. She's made me a proud auntie. I bought her a necklace, but I thought that I'd rather give it to her in some sort of funky box instead of the usual ugly white box. So I pulled out an empty mint tin and started playing around. First, I painted it black, then I glued on some decorative paper. On the lid, I put stickers of her initials and inside, I collaged some stuff from an old book I had. I gave it a few coats of collage medium and Voila! A mini jewelry box.


















