When I think about a true celebration of chocolate, my mind goes back to the homemade chocolate fudge sauce my mom still makes every Christmas, ladled lovingly into jars for neighbors and friends. A little further back in my memory Rolodex, I remember the chocolate drizzle my Mimi poured over her English toffee. It was so good that everyone from church (and beyond!) would show up at her door year after year, begging for the recipe.
And there’s that scene from the 1990s classic “Matilda,” the one that permanently etched chocolate into all of our childhood brains. Who can forget a school cafeteria frozen in horror and awe as Bruce Bogtrotter is forced to eat a massive slice of impossibly rich chocolate cake under the glare of Miss Trunchbull?
Frosting smeared, crumbs everywhere, victory achieved one bite at a time. It was as horrifying as it was glorious. Somehow, it made all of us want chocolate cake immediately…