Dark chocolate is rich, of course, but the thin layer of bark is approachable enough to bite without heaviness; and the fresh figs atop each piece are refreshing and velvety in color and texture. I also love the swirl of almond butter for an added flavor profile, though completely optional.
We can all agree that, 99% of the time, food and friends around a table invoke cherished conversations and opportunities to connect, whether at first bite or over a full bottle! Yet when the meal's centerpiece dish is one of every generation X or millennial's childhood dreams, a wave of nostalgia carries the tide of dining dialogue.
The Jewish holiday of Passover arrives next weekend. A marker of spring and renewal, our week-long observance inspires the word-of-mouth retelling of our religion's roots. And while we are traditionally commanded to physically and metaphorically experience our ancestors' slavery through rituals of matzah-breaking and horseradish-eating and parsley-dipping, etc., I attest that our kosher-for-Passover breakfasts should not similarly "suffer."
Alex and I received a darling set of liqueur glasses for our wedding (one year ago last weekend!). I've been so obsessed with the daintiness of the petite long-stemmed glassware. And while a tipple of straight brandy or amaro at the end of dinner would absolutely mark a special occasion, I opted to take it to another level!