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la_rainetteChristmas, Easter, Hallowe'en are "Let's Go OD on Chocolate" days at la rainette's, and I am pleased to note that my girls have French tastebuds and have become authentic chocolate snobs, just like their parents (awwwwwww!) *g*
Tadpole *hunts for eggs under the couch* Nope, no eggs. There's only the remote control down there.
Husband and rainette: WHAT?
Froglet found out that Husband was the Easter Bunny by smartly putting two and two together:
Froglet: the eggs are the plastic eggs we play with...
rainette: yes?
Froglet: and the chocolate is the chocolate we always buy...
rainette: ... yes?
Froglet: and on Easter Sunday daddy always sends us out and stays behind, and when we come home the Easter Bunny has hidden the eggs.
rainette: ... OK?
Froglet: I don't think the Easter Bunny could hide from daddy, so I think daddy is hiding the eggs.
rainette: Is that really that important?
Froglet: ...
rainette: I mean, as long as there is chocolate? Isn't that the most important? The YUMMY CHOCOLATE?
Froglet *primly* no, it's not the most important.
rainette: Oh, sweetpea!
Froglet: the most important is to have fun.
Point well taken. But I am amused that while Froglet knows about the Easter Bunny, she still worries that the Tooth Fairy (or as we call it in French: la petite souris, the little mouse) will get eaten by our cat.
Now, if Froglet knows that Husband hides the eggs, Tadpole knows that Husband hides the eggs, so Husband has no reason to hide his talents and really went for it this year.
He hid the eggs really really well the second time round (yes, we hide them twice. Why, don't you? Cos hey, what's more fun than eating chocolate eggs, to a five-year-old and a seven-year-old? That's right, looking for them. *grins*), and then he had to help direct the girls to the hiding places.
Husband: OK, they found them all.
rainette: you hid them really well.
Husband: Oh yes, and I made sure I kept track of them. Here. *produces long, detailed list of what is hidden where*
rainette: ... I have no words.
Husband: So what? I don't want to be like a squirrel and lose the loot cos I can't remember where I hid it!
So I suppose this proves that my Husband is smarter than an average squirrel. Not that I had that many doubts in the first place, actually.
Tadpole *hunts for eggs under the couch* Nope, no eggs. There's only the remote control down there.
Husband and rainette: WHAT?
Froglet found out that Husband was the Easter Bunny by smartly putting two and two together:
Froglet: the eggs are the plastic eggs we play with...
rainette: yes?
Froglet: and the chocolate is the chocolate we always buy...
rainette: ... yes?
Froglet: and on Easter Sunday daddy always sends us out and stays behind, and when we come home the Easter Bunny has hidden the eggs.
rainette: ... OK?
Froglet: I don't think the Easter Bunny could hide from daddy, so I think daddy is hiding the eggs.
rainette: Is that really that important?
Froglet: ...
rainette: I mean, as long as there is chocolate? Isn't that the most important? The YUMMY CHOCOLATE?
Froglet *primly* no, it's not the most important.
rainette: Oh, sweetpea!
Froglet: the most important is to have fun.
Point well taken. But I am amused that while Froglet knows about the Easter Bunny, she still worries that the Tooth Fairy (or as we call it in French: la petite souris, the little mouse) will get eaten by our cat.
Now, if Froglet knows that Husband hides the eggs, Tadpole knows that Husband hides the eggs, so Husband has no reason to hide his talents and really went for it this year.
He hid the eggs really really well the second time round (yes, we hide them twice. Why, don't you? Cos hey, what's more fun than eating chocolate eggs, to a five-year-old and a seven-year-old? That's right, looking for them. *grins*), and then he had to help direct the girls to the hiding places.
Husband: OK, they found them all.
rainette: you hid them really well.
Husband: Oh yes, and I made sure I kept track of them. Here. *produces long, detailed list of what is hidden where*
rainette: ... I have no words.
Husband: So what? I don't want to be like a squirrel and lose the loot cos I can't remember where I hid it!
So I suppose this proves that my Husband is smarter than an average squirrel. Not that I had that many doubts in the first place, actually.
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Date: 2006-04-18 10:40 am (UTC)lol X-D
But I thought the highest grade chocolate is Belgium chocolate?
*never encountered French chocolate*
In other news I am now irrevocably addicted to Cocoa Hazelnut spread and shall never go back to peanut butter.
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Date: 2006-04-18 11:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 12:04 pm (UTC)It's Chiyo-chan in a penguin suit from Azumanga Daioh, the best crack shoujo anime ever.
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Date: 2006-04-18 02:41 pm (UTC)Well, the European Community voted an amendment some time ago, allowing chocolate manufacturers to use vegetable oil instead of cocoa butter in their chocolate if they wanted (to cut down on the costs). So now, when you want to find truly delicious chocolate, you have to hunt down the "good manufacturers", those who refused to make less yummy but cheaper stuff, and they're notnecessarily Belgian. The Belgian Chocolate's reputation is less good in Europe than in the US, actually: it's considered, well, a bit on the cheap side, and too sweet. The Swiss stuff is more popular in France.
And then there is Valrhona, the one French manufacturer that still sends his own buyers buy the best cocoa on the best markets in the world. They make exceptional chocolate. Try it out if you ever get a chance! They're more famous for their dark Chocolate, but even their milk chocolate has 41% cocoa and is creamy and yummy like no other.
Peanut butter isn't that easy to find in Europe (it's certainly not carried in every grocery store) cos we, well, don't eat it ;).
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Date: 2006-04-18 02:49 pm (UTC)Haha, the funny thing is, I used to hate chocolate until Christmas 2004, when everyone suddenly started pelting chocolate at me as Christmas present.
Yeah I agree on the too sweet part. I vaguely remember Swiss chocolate from my childhood...Ritters is Swiss?
I'll have to keep my eyes peeled for Valrhona then :-D
I didn't discover peanut butter until I was 14. Only discovered cocoa hazelnut for the past six months or so :-D
*go fix a cocoa hazelnut avocado sandwich*
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Date: 2006-04-18 05:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-19 07:01 am (UTC)*squiches too*
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Date: 2006-04-19 07:27 am (UTC)(ahhh sorry for the double post. lj is rearranging my comments. T_T)
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Date: 2006-04-19 03:00 pm (UTC)Can't wait for the complete story WITH PICTURES!
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Date: 2006-04-19 07:38 pm (UTC)