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Many thanks – keep’em coming

One of the advantages of having my own blog and writing about whatever pleases me (and pretend like I know something about the subject at hand), is that you can let other people know what sort of things you like. Last June I wrote about chocolate. This January, Daniela Totah and Eva Noyola each brought me a bar of very special and unique chocolate. Beautiful. Many many thanks.

Eva brought a bar of Jahrgangs-Schokolade 2006 (link takes you to the 2004 edition). Say that ten time very fast and you can win your own. This is a 99% pure cocoa goodness as far as I can tell given how rusty my German is.

Jahrgangs-Schokolade 2006

Totah  brought a new bar by Israeli company Elite (makers of the Cadbury Flake clone known as Mekupelet): The Elite Creme Brulee.

Elite Creme Brulee

Yummy. A full review of each bar will be posted right after pigs can fly. If you feel like giving me a present but don’t know what to give me, you can always follow this link for a few hints.

Look who’s here, it’s the alfajores!

An alfajor is a traditional cookie in some South American countries, most notably Uruguay, Argentina, Peru and Chile. Its most basic form consists of two round sweet biscuits generally joined together with dulce de leche. (Wikipedia – what else?)

Alfajores Havanna

Today, as arrive home from another day of hard work, I find in my mailbox a suspiciously bulky package from a J.W.F. of Albany, NY. Ignoring the death threats I’ve been receiving lately (mostly from an A.G.M.T. of Austin, TX and related to a certain photograph in which two acquaintances of mine appear in their tighty whities) and the strong possibility that the package could have been a Una-bomber style letter, some Anthrax, or even worse, a copy of Maná’s latest CD, I took it inside and opened it.

In the package I found a red, metallic box with the Fossil logo of on it. “Cool! a new watch” I thought to myself. Quickly I opened the box to find inside, not a watch, but something so much better: two delicious Havanna alfajores (this is the good shit, not just any alfajor) smuggled all the way from the Patagonia to my mailbox.

Turns out, a few weeks ago while on the phone with my friend Jan Fernheimer, I mentioned my weakness and addiction for the ever ellusive (in the middle of Texas, anyway) chocolaty, crumbly cookie sandwich with milk candy inside and covered with chocolate. Jan has now become the second person in the world to have ever snail-mailed me alfajores, and as such, she has ensured my eternal gratitude, which has been known to last over two weeks. I want this post to serve as a thank you note and a public acknowledgement to Jan and her two alfajores (out of context, this last part may sound dirty to some of my readers).

For more alfajor cyber-goodness, be sure to visit the official website of Havanna, and this flickr photoset !בואנה זה טעים