Data point...
Feb. 4th, 2007 11:56 pmGalina comes by a few minutes ago with a steaming cup of something hot.
"Here," she says, "this is for you."
I am pleasantly surprised. I thank her for being so romantic and thoughtful, and put the cup down and finish doing something on my VAIO. When I take my first sip, my reaction is pretty negative. The chocolate tastes horrible. I get up and go to the kitchen.
"Babe?" I ask Galina, "Is this chocolate from that basket we've been raiding?"
"Yes," she says.
"Well, I've got to tell you, it tastes horrible!" I say.
"Tell me about it," she says. "I used the water you left in the microwave to make it."
"What... water?" I stop and think. I don't remember putting water in the microwave.
She shows me the cup I used, and I remember immediately: I used the cup to warm the last of the Japanese sake to go with dinner.
Sake and chocolate? <gag!>
I went back to my office.
After a little while, I tried the concoction again.
You know, just knowing that it's sake and chocolate somehow makes it more palatable?
Cheers...
"Here," she says, "this is for you."
I am pleasantly surprised. I thank her for being so romantic and thoughtful, and put the cup down and finish doing something on my VAIO. When I take my first sip, my reaction is pretty negative. The chocolate tastes horrible. I get up and go to the kitchen.
"Babe?" I ask Galina, "Is this chocolate from that basket we've been raiding?"
"Yes," she says.
"Well, I've got to tell you, it tastes horrible!" I say.
"Tell me about it," she says. "I used the water you left in the microwave to make it."
"What... water?" I stop and think. I don't remember putting water in the microwave.
She shows me the cup I used, and I remember immediately: I used the cup to warm the last of the Japanese sake to go with dinner.
Sake and chocolate? <gag!>
I went back to my office.
After a little while, I tried the concoction again.
You know, just knowing that it's sake and chocolate somehow makes it more palatable?
Cheers...
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Date: 2007-02-05 02:16 pm (UTC)"Yep," I said, "fresh Provolone." He broke off a piece, popped it in his mouth, and then almost immediately spit it out again. "EUUUUUGH, that is the worst Provolone ever!"
I laughed and told him that it wasn't cheese, it was white chocolate. He took another piece, popped it in his mouth, and said "This stuff is great!"
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Date: 2007-02-06 02:11 am (UTC)When I sipped, however, I was shocked to discover that it was 7up. I hacked and gagged most ungracefully on the drink because my palate just wasn't expecting 7up.
Thankfully I survived. :)