Both my ‘texture’ pictures come from Bratislava, a lovely city where old traditions are still honoured, lace making is still practised by ladies who sit in the square with their spools of white cotton, and where the coffee house is an institution.
This first picture definitely reminds me of texture. Before visiting I had read about the fabulous Bratislava chocolate and couldn’t wait to try it. It was a cold, rainy day and I was looking forward to some hot drinking chocolate with a dollop of cream on top. No one had told me that it is a liquid chocolate eaten with a spoon. Texture.
My second texture is also nostalgic. This was a sweet-shop in the centre of town with an array of boiled sweets, caramels, toffees and chocolates, that so reminded me of my childhood. I could taste the texture of the clove sweets, the bullseyes, and the fruit caramels but I ended up buying some delicious chocolates. You guessed it, I’m a chocoholic.
MARI'S TRAVELS WITH HER CAMERA 
I think I had some in Portugal too, many, many years ago, but it was nothing like the Bratislava one. Or at least, if it was, I don’t remember. I do remember the custard tarts in Portugal, the sardines, and the bread.
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Nice memories! 🙂 🙂 I had some hot chocolate with a spoon somewhere in Portugal. Very nice!
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Imagine one of these every day! Watch the hips spread.
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Salivating! Liquid chocolate does it every time.
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Yikes, I’m thinking there may be a calorie or two in that! How was it?!
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Honestly, not good at all. Too rich and too yucky. I even ordered some cream (milk they didn’t have) to dilute it, but it was still beyond me. Plus, it didn’t really look nice and that’s part of the pleasure of a chocolate drink.
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