Dipping Adventure

Andrew. Lori, William, and I had a dipping adventure the other night. Not *that* kind of dipping, you dirty birds, but with chocolate. And again, not even *that* kind of dipping adventure. My, my, where are your minds?

Anyway, it was this kind of dipping adventure:

with dark chocolate, white chocolate, milk chocolate, and caramel chocolate.



As you can see, we had marshmallows, fudge squares, oval shapes with a nut inside, peanut brittle squares, cardboard-like waffle crackers that were rubbish without the chocolate. Note Andrew's face when tasting one plain:

Yum, stale bland deliciousness, but add some chocolate and it is out of this world good!

And then after we rotted our teeth out with the sweetness and when into a diabetic coma from the sugar overload, Andrew wowed us with his chocolate artistic ability:

He calls it: chocolate insect, dipped. I am sure that the Tate Modern will be calling any moment.