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I will find you dairy milk melts

Monday, May 12, 2008

Chocolate.  The very word brings craving and salivation and a flash of purple to the eye.  A London lad has put together a chocoblog to worship, assess and celebrate all its milky goodness.

 

There’s even a writer from Adelaide (home of Haighs) amongst the chocolate testers, so we’re assured of some Aussie fare amongst the delectable titbits we’ll have to travel overseas to snatch.  Cadbury dairy milk melts have just become my number one reason to visit South Africa.

 

Meanwhile a smarmy young chap suggested the other day that Smarties are better than M&Ms.  Please.  Smarties are for babies. 


Reader comments (5)

LouPardi Royalty LouPardi ON 12 May 2008 04:54:09PM Let it be known that I tried to put this under 'food and booze'. The fact that it is christened 'sex and relationships' can only be attributed to the chocolate god of blogkarmadairylove.

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SimoneMitchell Royalty SimoneMitchell ON 13 May 2008 12:33:32PM WILL THIS BLOG ALSO FEATURE RECIPES? Shucks, I hope so.

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LouPardi Royalty LouPardi ON 13 May 2008 01:13:23PM OH YES. To tide you over, here's something I prepared earlier. 1. take food of choice 2. dip in chocolate 3. devour bon appetit!

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paintergirl Royalty paintergirl ON 13 May 2008 06:47:17PM I like your cookin' style ... what would gordon ramsay say?

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LouPardi Royalty LouPardi ON 14 May 2008 09:55:11AM FUCK... I'm so disgusted. *belts head with heels of hands* Look at this kitchen. That looks like absolute shit. You touched it with your fingers. *looks like queen sucked on a lemon* Use some tongs. FOR FUCKS SAKE. *tries it* Oh, that's quite good isn't it. *smarmy smirk* Oh, I love you Mr Ramsey.

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Lou Pardi is a Melbourne writer, comedian and chocolate assesor. Pardi was trained to use words by a pack of lawyers (a particularly aggressive strain of wolf) in a cave in the basement of a Sydney skyscraper. She eventually escaped to Perth, and then Melbourne where she embraced the arts and is hanging on for dear life. Pardi now applies her words liberally (like chocolate sauce) to celebrate food, chocolate, pasta, theatre, life, death and kittens. And most anything else that crosses her path.