Monday, July 27, 2009

the frog prince...

Once upon a time, there was a spoilt princess who went for a lonesome walk in the deep dark woods with her golden ball. Being a spoilt princess is very hard work, and so, in her dainty Zimmermann Spring/Summer 08 frock, she stopped for some needed rest by a quiet spring pool. It was by this pool that she played with her most treasured possession of all, her lovely golden ball. She threw it, high, high, high into the air and caught it always as it fell back toward her. Alas, she threw it far too high and it rolled away, away, away, all the way into the dark, deep and quiet, quiet spring pool. So deep was this dark little pool, that our spoilt princess, she cried out, how would she ever retrieve her beloved ball. Aroused by her cries and by her tears, a frog appeared from the waters depths and to this spoilt princess of ours, in his deep, calm voice, he said... Yadayadayada, and fast forward to SlimeTime, Our Princess Spoilt, perhaps in a drunken stupour (come on, we've all been there), pashes FrogFace and it's 1-2-3 Presto Prince, if you know what I mean. Fairy tales can be terribly tedious things, sometimes you want them to be over even before they have begun. However, there are other pleasures in life, so savoured and so rollingly precious, that you will them to seep slowly and lingeringly through your tongue and into your senses like some delicious, long forgotten infinity...

A Medium Sized Haigh's Milk Chocolate Frog is one such experience. CakeKnifeIfiers, if you have never had the pleasure, this is mmm mmm mmm in milk chocolate. Chocolat au lait, all the way. It is frogtastical chocolaterificness, and from the very first moment it leapfrogs into your magical mouth, you will be croaking from the intense yumminess of it all. Milk chocolate is generally a more disappointing enterprise than The Dark Side. I find it hard to locate some good milks, probably because I like my chocolate deep, deep, deep, dirty rich and not too-milk tasting. You have already heard about my high brow Chocolate Eye Apple, the caffarel hazelnut chocolate bar from Simon Johnson, but I still have a home grown hero. The Strand Arcade in Sydney is home to some very delicious shops like Fleur Wood, Bettina Liano and The Corner Shop, but none is more delicious than the very busy, very bustling 19th Centuryesque wooden, glassed and high ceilinged Haigh's Chocolate Store on the George Street end of The Strand. In admitted arrogance, i'd always assumed that it was like other Australian chocolate shops selling overly sugared, unimpressive chunks of choc, the kind that looks All Show, and tastes No Go. Maybe the Fonz would have had an easier time saying he was wrong if he knew how decadently delicious it could be! I discovered my error when my Fairy Choc Mother, Clare B, having had a frog in medium size left over, generously bestowed upon me, in golden wrapper clad magic, her delightful excess.

Biting into one of these perfectly sized frogs is divine, rapturous Death By Chocolate. Haigh's chocolate is rich cubed (aka. richrichrich), it has a screamingly creamingly texture to it and binds so strongly. The texture, width and hardness of this bar could never be separated from the tantalizing taste. To bite into the froggy in order to secure between your excited teeth a little wonderous wedge, is much, much harder than it seems at first. People go to bite in, and then, saucily surprised by how hard it is, they sink their teeth in harder, crease their curious brows and give it another go or two, with much more force and focus. It is a hardness that commands respect. And when they finally succeed...a gentle and warm explosion of chocolate that is never too quick to surrender into melting, slowly reveals its sweet self through intense waves of pure, nutty milk chocolate flavour. It's gluggy, ThickSlickSuckMuck chocolating, it completely colonizes your mouth, a bite or two of this stuff can go a very long way. Usually, milk chocolate can be eaten in larger amounts than dark, because it's less intense. Haigh's milk, especially in frog form, is difficult to scoff in cadbury quantities, it's so resoundingly rich.

Peeling back the slinky, clinging WillyWonkaGoldenTicket gold wrapper is the perfect introduction to the descent that follows. You feel just like M. Antoinette deconstructing with trembling fingers the fumbling, frgaile foil, and the secret inside: It is a perfect indulgence for when subtle just won't do. CloseYourEyesCreamy SweetTreat StubbornToMeltSexy SinkingSinkingSinking MilkenedMagicMouthFeel LusciousLiftingDrifting chocolate. When you bring it your lips, this frog kisses you back with crescendos of aching, soaring creamy cocoa.

It comes in three sizes, a small frog, and a much larger frog, almost A4 sized. At just under $8, the medium size is perfect for one or two. It comes in dark as well. Perfectly moulded, you can really taste the Haigh's technique of putting it all together in the final, textured experience.

Haigh's Chocolate is Shop 1, The Strand Arcade, 412-414 George St, Sydney. Website here.

You'll live Fatily Ever After.

4 comments:

spice and more said...

I love the description. Makes me want to eat one of those frogs...and I don't even like milk chocolate! (I do buy the dark chocolate version from Haighs). Too bad you don't write software reviews...your writing style would certainly work a treat on our software! ha ha. I know, not as exciting as chocolate....

mardi said...

OMG- I JUST posted about Haigh's!!!
http://www.eatlivetravelwrite.com/2009/07/adelaide-institutions-3-haighs.html

erin said...

like all the good things in life - an adelaide product exported to sydney.

-youradelaidianfriend xox

amanda said...

heh. isnt adelaide serial killer capital of australia as well? x