Cacophony & Chocolate

It was a cacophony of noise at the Rock tonight. My little feet went to and fro the kitchen while slinging beer and food to multiple customers. Running around straight for five hours can take a lot out of a girl. When I finally had a moment for a break, I walked outside to the calm and quite of a chilled evening and my mind went to the chocolate hiding in my purse.

1 lb of 66% Italian cocoa chips, which will be made into Raspberry Truffles, makes any girl smile.

The holidays are fast approaching, and my yearly cookie party is in only a week. With the idea that I will be able to make one recipe a day, I think I'm in steady progress of making this the easiest party thus far.

Now of course, because I've said this, I'm interested to see what hitches arise. But I think I will play it by ear. I will be that server that can take on multiple tables at once without yelling, but instead of serving I will be the baker in the kitchen, stirring and mixing, measuring and combining, and appreciating a very aromatic house.

Walking back into work, the noise was subdued. I finished working, and was able to sit with a few friends and a beer. When I got home, the chocolate bag was pulled from my purse and I took in a long whiff of its aroma. I can't wait to begin the meditative baking process tomorrow. And in my kitchen the cacophony of noise is a bit of DeVotchka playing in the background, with beaters whirling to my hearts content, and the smacking sound of my lips enjoying each and every treat I make.