So it was Thursday. And I was still not going to the store. What I was doing was:
-Photographing these big giant strawberries + cream barks we’re selling in the shop. I call them “party bark.” Can you imagine how popular you’ll be when you show up at a party with 11 ounces of dark chocolate + white chocolate + freeze dried strawberries? I can, because I have been that person, and it’s rad.
-I made Choco o’ the month ganache for 500 blueberry truffles, and honestly, it was good, but it came out a bit blurry. Like, in real life. This photo is super sharp, the ganache itself was blurry. For reals, yo.
(Maybe now is the time I should mention I’ve been up for too many hours, working for too many hours, and my brain is melting.)
-For lunch Maresa and I had little rice cakey fried things and broccoliy creamy soupy, and man it was good, but honestly, a bit of a gut bomb, what with the fried rice cakes and the super rich soup. Also: I don’t let Maresa sit down to eat lunch. She has to stand. I’m mean like that.
-Then I stayed at work until 2 am and made croissants and pain au chocolatz, which I just learned are also called “chocolatines,” and which I also just learned/remembered, should be square. These are the things that being vegan for 18 years can do to you: you forget what shape your pain au chocolats should be. I’m putting a whole album of photos of the making of them on Facebook, so go peep that tomorrow or Monday if you’re interested in hot solid fat + flour action.
-For dinner I had the rest of the cream o’ broc soup with an old croissant dipped into it. GUT BOMB OF THE BESTEST KIND!