Monday, March 3, 2008
I am struggling, friends, struggling not to make cupcakes, for which I have spare icing in the fridge. I want to make a batch of twelve and eat most of them while watching Lost - it's that or have hot, chocolate sex with the Hot upper-class chocolate stud-chef I was watching on Channel Four last night. I'm all confused, sex and chocolate, chocolate and sex... He's like a Mr Darcy who makes 100% chocolate from his own plantation, where he has far more interesting tasting beans than your normal run of the mill chocolate we're used to. He's dark haired and tall, and posh. And his lovely wife looks like she might well ride over the plains bareback, wielding a whip, or some such sexy weapon. She's patrician and throaty voiced, and handsome, they have three gorgeous children who look just like them and they've sold their house and devoted their lives to chocolate. It's great tv!