On my last day in Sydney, before a night bus to Melbourne, Bonnie took me on a 1/2 day tour which included a few errands she needed to run. The second brought us to the Lindt Chocolat Cafe in the central business district. Almost 2 months after rediscovering Cadbury candy, my veins were running with pure milk chocolate.
Bonnie recommended the hot chocolate, so we ordered two cups, along with 3 truffles we each selected from the counter. When the hot chocolate arrived, it was literally a cup of melted Lindt milk chocolate, and a separate pitcher of creamy milk which you poured into the cup. And to top it off, we were eating truffles! Yes, this was the richest, creamiest, hot chocolate I've ever experienced. Brilliant!
We tried to walk off the chocolate by touring The Rocks, a historic district of Sydney along the harbor. Bonnie use to lead tours in the area so I was surely seeing the best views and spots. I was exhausted from the cold and Sudafed, and not looking forward to the 11-hour overnight bus ride to Melbourne, so I quit while I was ahead, and returned to her place for a short nap before packing up to leave.
Thats What ill have for breakfast a nice cup of milk chocolate!!!! man oh man i love reading your posts keep it up dave and get over that cold!!!!
Thats What ill have for breakfast a nice cup of milk chocolate!!!! man oh man i love reading your posts keep it up dave and get over that cold!!!!
That looks so heavenly! Looking forward to your posts on Melbourne! :D
That looks so heavenly! Looking forward to your posts on Melbourne! :D
When I opened this post I literally groaned with desire for those truffles.
Have I mentioned that chocolate is my favorite food? And the only one regularly denied me by the Beloved (AKA my hubby)? I want. I want….
And now I can’t speak english well. I will proceed directly to the cafe counter and order a mocha to quench the desire…
When I opened this post I literally groaned with desire for those truffles.
Have I mentioned that chocolate is my favorite food? And the only one regularly denied me by the Beloved (AKA my hubby)? I want. I want….
And now I can’t speak english well. I will proceed directly to the cafe counter and order a mocha to quench the desire…