Last Friday, I received a little parcel from Hotel Chocolat. Full disclosure: I knew I was going to get a chocolate Easter egg from them, but I wasn’t sure of which one I would get. They have a sizeable array of chocolate Easter eggs, ranging from the swisheries of The Classic (?!) Ostrich Easter Egg to the little tray of chocolate egglets that won’t dent the pocket. Was sort of hoping I’d get the Beau Bunny egg with the egg cup I probably would never use, but that’s just my twee tendencies taking over.
But, lo and behold, I got this guy:
Sweet! Although I did sort of promise to share the egg with my cohorts at Great British Chefs and I totally didn’t….
Instead, I brought it home and nibbled on the big egg and its little brethren filled with praline or salted caramel. The caramel ones were my favourite, but I quite liked the praline. The salted caramel eggs were much like the salted caramel Selectors I would get from the shop in Covent Garden.
To be honest, I’m quite a big fan of Hotel Chocolat‘s wares. I briefly worked very close to their location that had just opened up on Monmouth Street in Covent Garden, and when the Christmas chocolate went on sale, I would go on my lunch break and just load up on fantastic chocolate that had been discounted. But then, when all the cut-price chocolate was bought up and gone, I was still in the shop, picking up boozy chocolate, salted caramel noms and hot chocolate (which I actually bought again recently because, my gosh, this isn’t spring!). I’ve ordered their chocolates as gifts as well for friends, who have been impressed with the quality of the chocolates, as well as the inventive flavours and shapes. Chocolate robots, anyone?
It was funny, as I thought about the chocolate eggs I had as a kid growing up in the United States, made up of waxy ersatz chocolate. Needless to say, the Hotel Chocolat Milk Beastie is heads and shoulders above the chocolate eggs of my childhood.
At the end of the chilly weekend, after I did the unconventional move of gnawing at the hollow egg rather than breaking it against something, which is what a more sensible person would have done, I was left with this:
Oh, but wait. Actually, there is an Easter egg you can ‘haz,’ courtesy of Hotel Chocolat. Seriously.
Here’s the rules, folks.
Just let me know how you would decorate a chocolate Easter egg in the comments below, and you’re entered in, provided you are a resident of the UK who is old enough to not need parental permission to take candy from strangers (ie 18 & up, since my blog also deals with the drinky-drinks). I’m afraid I don’t know what sort of egg the Easter Bunny will bring you, but get your comments in before 16:00 GMT Tuesday, 26 March.
Yep, a flash contest. Be sharp, folks.
I’ll select the winner at random and then announce it on this here blog. If the winner fails to provide me with a valid e-mail address or is unable to claim the prize (lives outside the UK, is 12 years old, etc), then
I can keeps all teh chocolates a new winner will be selected from the comments.
Keep the comments clean. Obvz. But if you want to decorate a chocolate Easter egg in some crazy zombie pattern, that’s totally cool.