My lovely mother in-law gave me this luscious set of hot chocolates for Christmas. They were decadent, rich, oh so dark, and gone in a flash. I only shared with one person, one time: Little Sis. Because I like her so much. No one else could get near them. You know... because of all the booby traps.
I mean, this is a set of real dark chocolate shavings that you add to steamed milk. Would you share? Yeah, I didn't think so. The flavors were: Dark Chocolate. (And it was. It reeeeealy was. In fact, Little Sis had to add sugar to hers. Blasphemer!) Mocha. (Oh, heaven help me!) Aztec. (It made me think I was drinking Vianne's hot chocolate in the movie Chocolat.) and Spicy.
So when I finished the last precious sip, I knew I couldn't just throw the tins away. They are very cute, and they evoke such marvelous flavor memories!
So today, I made myself an herb garden. I now have basil, rosemary, mint, and parsley. This stuff, I'll share. It's remarkable how fragrant these tiny plants are.
When my man came in and saw what I had done (and how giddy I was about it), he said in his best church lady voice, "Oh, how precious! Goodness sakes!"