Bittersweet

1 rating since posting on Friday, September 1, 2006
in Pacific Heights
(submitted by francesca )

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the Bittersweet experience (filmore st)
Walking back from a delightful French lunch on Fillmore, I am drawn to Bittersweet, the ultimate chocoholics destination.
Did my nose lead me, was it the color on the walls? The walls glow orange. The incredible variety of chocolates they have all over, tucked into little corners, these little love bombs set to explode.
The preverbial kid in a candy store, I darted from case to case, the baked goods, the dulce de Leche chocolate pudding nearly knocked me over, as a kid the only way to get those flavors was to eat an alfajor.

I stood there gobsmacked, the overwhelming aroma of chocolate permeates the entire store. It was strong, pungent with a sweet note here and there. Oh there, no there, no There, each flavor offered a short trip. Standing back and straddling my indecision I looked up at one of the paintings and then out of the corner of my eye I saw the ultimate choice. Hot chocolate laced with pepper and roses.
Sipping it slowly, tentatively, the first sip nearly engulfed me in a wave of endorphins, easing my way out of the shop, quietly walking down the street becoming increasingly doe eyed, romanicing my cup of cocoa sip by little sip I walked slowly as if under some kind of spell. I felt a strange throbbing in my chest, the lights in the sky seemed somehow brighter and everyone looked so gorgeous, even the dogs. I recognized the signs instantly, it was almost like being in love.

(C) Francesca Prada 2006
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