I blame Jeff, who made cookies on Thursday. I was supposed to buy groceries yesterday, but got distracted and ate cookies for lunch instead. And again for breakfast this morning.
Then we went to a chocolate festival! Mmmm, five-layer cake with dark ganache filling...
At what point in your life do you think to yourself, "I'm going to go into confectionery fashion and design?" More importantly, how do you break that to your parents? "Mom, Dad, I'm going to make trains and shoes out of chocolate for a living." And what kind of parent lets their kid do that? That said, how amazing are those gloves?
One of the events at the festival was a talk by Deborah Cadbury, who wrote a history of Cadbury chocolates. Did you know the founder was actually a quaker, and one of the first companies to mass produce a confectionery? Did you know that Cadbury once made a chocolate and lichen product? Chocolate Wars is now on my to-read list.
On our way back home we tried to take pictures of cool London-y things. Like really cool street performers, and giant ferris wheels, pretty bridges, and old buildings.
We also tried to get pictures of us with said cool things, but it didn't work out so well. This is the best we got.
Having burned off all those calories, we decided to swing by the ward Christmas party! Paige told Santa she wanted pear pie and chocolate ice cream for Christmas. She was pretty mad that we didn't share. Have you ever had pear pie? It's like the delicate, crisp, beautiful cousin that apple pie would forever be jealous of. Super good...
I need to go eat a carrot.
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