Sunday, May 4, 2008

No Oompa Loompas Here

Growing up I had an absurd fear of that dreadful movie, Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. My brothers used to tease and taunt for a long time. The saddest part is that the imagery has stayed all these years of those creepy oompas and those horrible songs and worse- the girl blowing up like a giant blueberry. Eeek.

Friday some friends from co-op invited us along to our own chocolate factory tour. But no worries- nothing really horrible happened except that my little one pitched a Veruca Salt sized fit over wearing his hair net. And my coat that I had just cleaned and pressed looked like a savage beast was let loose and I lost. But now on to the good part...

The tour was great due to the consistent flow of samples. The children were slightly dismayed that the majority of the chocolate was a little too sophisticated for their wee buds. Dark, organic chocolate tinged with tea, spices and fruits is not on every kid's palate. I have to admit that I learned a ton about the process which is a complex system.

Hopped up on cacao, we drove home from the city with many a bar in tow. We'll let you know if we find the golden ticket.

1 comment:

Tara said...

I wanna go to the chocolate factory!! Sounds like FUN! Love the chocolate face on your little man. lol!