I stumbled into this bar and this song on the same day. That day also just happened to be a Sunday.
[Ed. note: I recognize I might be a healthy number of months late on this one. I don’t really care.]
Tasting Notes
– What the hell is this nomenclature? Cute, guys.
– The chocolate in this bar was just grand for a premium-level chocolate. The hazelnut and the hint of sea salt really lent well to the entire flavor profile.
– But damn if I didn’t find the chunkiness of the nuts obtrusive.
My Sister Bar is allergic to red food dye. Gives her all sorts of yuck yucks on her arms and face.
It’s definitely a bummer, but in terms of food allergies, it’s relatively harmless (though I’m sure she’d have words to say about that); she doesn’t have to carry an Epi-pen around or tell servers at restaurants that she can’t have red dye.
She just can’t drink Mountain Dew: Code Red or eat red sno-cones. Kool-aid is off the table, as are other things of that nature.
Something else of that nature: red velvet cake. Continue reading
Breaking Off A Piece 