little death by chocolate

<-- my hubby has some photos to post.  phewie.

so how does jeorg spend another hot day in paris?  well, let me tell you.  she drags her students to some of the finer chocolate establishments in paris and makes them buy chocolates, and then eat, i am sorry, eat does not adequately express this... hmmm, shall i say gobble... yes,  and then gobble them up in the tuileries.

let me just say a few things about eating fine chocolates.  damn.  damn.  damn.  yes.  i cursed.  the smell in the stores was divine.  the sound.  divine.  the sights.  divine.  all of it was basically a moment in which we transcended the heavens and talked to god through chocolate.  chocolate, i have decided is the only mediator between us mere humans and god.

we each died a little today while eating those chocolates.  but i think it was worth it.