All You Need Is Dove

Some random facts about me: My job is awesome. I befriend bartenders. I should probably not marry a bartender. I'm guilty of sometimes being overly guilty. Chocolate is part of the solution to most of my problems. I love New Jersey.

But back to chocolate. Yesterday at work, my boss called and told me to get in her office. For most people, this would signal stress. For me, this signals fun. She only calls when something really, really good is going on. So off I went. Turns out, the urgent matter was regarding chocolate. A colleague of ours--a lady who probably cooks way better than I do--was in my boss's office, telling her about a dessert (or breakfast item, depending on how you roll). Here's what you do: Take ten ounces of Dove Promises and one pint of heavy cream. Combine in a double-boiler and stir over low heat until the chocolate is melted and mixed fully with the cream. Remove from heat and beat until fluffy and whipped. Chill in refrigerator. Garnish with broken up bits of Ferrero Rocher. You can use milk or dark chocolate Promises. You can also add bourbon.

As we sat and listened to the magic chocolate lady describe this creation, my boss and I had trouble not squealing. We both decided we would need to make it ASAP. And yes, we talked about how fattening it sounds. And how bad it would be to eat the whole thing by yourself. I vowed to make it for my family over the weekend. We said goodnight to the chocolate lady and thanked her for sharing her brilliant recipe with us. I left work last night feeling excited.

Then this morning I remembered: I gave up chocolate for Lent! Why did I do this? I'm not sure. I guess I figured I could use more discipline. But why did I have to pick chocolate? Why couldn't I have given up apples? Then I wondered why I haven't really missed chocolate a whole lot the last few weeks. I guess it's because I haven't had any dates in a while, and my dates tend to end in an "I need chocolate" situation. No matter, though. I now have a burning desire for chocolate and I'm just glad that Lent is almost over. I am making this for Easter and I am not sharing it with anybody! In the meantime, I think all of you should give it a whirl (assuming you haven't cut yourself off from the good stuff like I have) and let me know how it turns out. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to seek solace in something made with vanilla. Drat.


Photo from Dove's website