Molding chocolate into whatever is whatever. But molding chocolate into a record that plays music? That’s fucking priceless.
Thanks to the good folks at the Mint Collective for the Put On.

I got my first wedding this Saturday and I’m bringing the chocolate for 150 people. My girl L is coming over today to help. I somehow see this in our near future (with the addition of bloodys):

Chocolate business is going very well, thank you. I got inspired to make some new shit. Hence, Coconut Curry with Dark Chocolate, Red Pepper with Dark Chocolate, Salt and Pepper, Spicy Pretzel, and Rosemary. And stay tuned, I got more coming.
Coconut Curry with Dark Chocolate:
Red Pepper with Dark Chocolate:
Salt and Pepper with Dark Chocolate:
Spice Pretzel:
Rosemary with Dark Chocolate:
Assorted Salty Chocolate:

I got shout outs from serious food site, serious eats who I would hump to get involved with. Today, they gave me a leg. Check it!
And then, my guy over at the brooklyn flea who is doing his own shit right (cause it seems to me that the ONLY thing the new york times and new york magazine write about is the brooklyn flea, well deserved of course) gave me some love too.
Love love, all around, minus the stds and the hurt feelings.

I’ve been doing the chocolate thing now for about a year and I still can’t get enough. I don’t eat it but I loves making it for people. B and I went to The Fancies for dinner the other night so I thought I would bring a box of chocolates for dessert. Making the chocolates is fun, but making the box for them to go in is possibly funner. Watch me get martha stewart on your ass.
This one is Salted Mixed Nuts.
This is Italian Cookie. I use hazelnut wafers which add a whole crunchy, yet airy element.
I love the haters when it comes to this one: Sea Salt. First of all, its the best looking, plus, its’ the unexpected that I love so. Salt and sweet go together like Britney and Cheetos, like coke and poopin, like me and stoli. It’s not new. It’s keeping it real.
This here is Cayenne. I’d like to think I invented this but as it turns out, I’m just ignant and everyone and their butt mixes cayenne and chocolate. Anyway, it’s good. Some times I add bacon to this one.
This is the box I made like it was friggin arts and crafts time at your local hipster throw-up-in-my-mouth bar.
Now look, I know life isn’t always flowers and sausages and we don’t all have time to be everything to everyone. So, I’m taking orders to make them for you. I got a few in line so place your orders early if you want a box. Order here.