Chocolate Week II: The Chocolate Festival

“The greatest tragedies were written by the Greeks and Shakespeare…neither knew chocolate.”
― Sandra Boynton

One of the joys of living south of the river (and I don’t mean that sarcastically, it’s seriously awesome down here) is the south bank of the Thames. It’s got theatres (hi, Globe!), markets, wharfs, museums, more history than you can shake a stick at, and a steady stream of interesting events. The Southbank Centre itself is a major London hub and is constantly putting on nifty events. One such was the Chocolate Festival in mid-December.

It was a great outdoor market sort of affair, with stalls upon stalls of independent growers, importers, craftsmen, and bakers (this was where we lost out cronut innocence) lined up offering their goods to public nibbling. What, I ask you is not to like?! Everything from cocao nibs to chocolate beer was represented and absolutely all of it looked just as gorgeous as it tasted.

I’m going to mostly shut up from this point and let you soak in the goodness.

Just one row of stalls.
Just one row of stalls.
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I find cake pops a bit too precocious…but I would eat these in a heartbeat.
Hm...what are those flavors, you ask?
Hm…what are those flavors, you ask?
Awesome!
Awesome!
This company creates the most gorgeous concoctions, with flowers, gold and silver, and anything else you can think of.
This company creates the most gorgeous concoctions, with flowers, gold and silver, and anything else you can think of.
Nuts, bolts, scissors, pipes, wirecutters, irons...all made of chocolate! Easily the most impressive stall.
Nuts, bolts, scissors, pipes, wirecutters, irons…all made of chocolate! Easily the most impressive stall I saw.

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