Every sweet morsel is music to my mouth, a symphony of exquisite taste with concerto written all over it.
Whether dark decadence or white wonder, I’m obviously not alone in saying chocolate is my go to confection, right behind, of course, my love for Red Velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. But that’s another story, another sweet spot in our whirlwind tour of the Denver area, one you can read about here if you’re so inclined.
It stands to reason, given Jim and I have been all over Colorado’s Rocky Mountains in recent weeks, (another good story with a link for your viewing pleasure) our itinerary had to include a visit to the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory (RMCF). After all, RMCF's President and CEO Frank Crail hails from Durango, Colorado via Southern California, where this ex-CIA systems analyst started the company more than 30 years ago. There's no question this guy has the goods on chocolate.
My mood picked up just thinking about the cornucopia of chocolate confections (300 no less) awaiting my selection as Jim and I entered the premises in Estes Park, Colorado. The noise was almost deafening as a chorus of excitement rang out from the chocolate clusters, the caramels, the creams, the meltaways, the truffles and the fudge.
“Pick me! Pick me!”
I mean, come on! Look at these puppies! They were all beseeching me with their big brown eyes, one after the other as my dilemma grew.
Don’t ask me how A leads to B leads to C. That will lead to nothing but ZZZ’s, although if you’re really into exploring the alphabet before reaping the benefits of a diet rich in chocolate, this link will get you there. On a need to know basis, I just needed to know my healthy choice came without tree nuts otherwise I was looking at death by chocolate. I could think of worse ways to go!
“What you gonna get?” Jim prompted, following me like a lost puppy himself.
“Look at those cute lollipops!” I replied above the din of indecision. “Maybe I should get one for each of the grandkids.”
“What are you getting?” I asked, hoping for some direction.
“I’m not getting anything,” Jim replied.
Girlfriends, would you agree, men really don’t get it when it comes to chocolate? There’s a lot they don’t get, but I’m hardly qualified to speak to that issue. Most days I barely understand my own motives. On the other hand, I do know what we have together works quite well. I have no intention of messing with what works. The only rocky I need is the kind that comes with a rich layer of chocolate.
I took my time deciding on the M&M Bar. Some things can't be rushed. It was a mountainous chunk of chocolate (a company tradition) big enough for two people.