We had rain rain rain all day yesterday–but I didn’t care, I had chocolate cloud cake with whipped cream (and dusted with powdered Scharffen Berger) for breakfast. Yes, breakfast. It was dark and rainy and I couldn’t face another egg, we had no bacon, and I couldn’t be bothered to make my fish and rice and veggies thing that I like so much. Chocolate cake (it’s flourless, full of egg white goodness, as well as, y’know, chocolate) seemed like the answer. And it was perfect.
So perfect that after lunch (a properly cooked meal of pork chop and steamed baby carrots), I had another slice. And, damn, it was even better–and, bonus, the sun came out. I took two pictures as proof. Here’s the lilac:
See how it’s grown in just six days? Lilac. In March. Does my head in. And here’s the neighbour’s plum (more blossom) and the torture tree (more leaves).
Sunshine on a stormy day: the miracle of chocolate.
9 thoughts on “The miracle of chocolate”
Chocolate for me really is my reliever. Whenever I am stressed, I need to munch my chocolate!
It's tradition at my house to eat birthday cake for breakfast until it's gone. The sugar does me in, though.
We're behind you here in CO with spring, but we're headed into a couple of seventy degree days so I imagine leaves will pop out soon. The aspens are LATE this year, though, oddly.
Lilac always reminds me of Whitman's elegy to Lincoln:
WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night,
I mourn’d—and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring…
Dianne, ah, anniversaries. This time of year there are a lot for me. That whole bittersweet spring thing. Sigh.
But, hey, chocolate makes everything better.
Chocolate cake: breakfast of champions!
Also, now I really miss Seattle. It's so pretty there in the summer, especially around Ballard with all the butterfly bushes!
Nicola, thank you so much for putting a smile on my face and warm fuzzies in my heart.
“I couldn't face another egg” made me smile all day.
Chocolate and lilacs! What could be better?
The moose where we used to live loved to nibble the lilac buds off our trees. As a result, we only had top-most blooms to enjoy. But they still smelled amazing : )
treia24, this is the most beautiful time of year.
Summer, my pleasure.
Sarah, well, I had an egg this morning. K and I looked at each other and agreed: chocolate cloud cake is better.
Cathy, the lilac isn't smelling yet–but it will by the beginning of next week, I think.
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