In Bangalore, there is a dessert shop with a signature dish – DBC. Death by Chocolate. My cousins introduced it to me me when I was younger and life has never been the same.
I don’t actually know if it’s possible to die from chocolate, but I think I came pretty close this weekend. Nomming through the Ghirardelli Chocolate Festival and a chocolate chip cookie pop-up (yes, this is real) this past weekend is a feat that can only be accomplished with a ridiculously high tolerance for sugar.
Luckily, I’m your gal for that.
It was fun, if nearly coma-inducing, to experience so much chocolate through the means of a large, touristy event and a small, locals-only one. It goes to show that ultimately, we’re all here to eat and we can unite and rejoice in this simple affair.
I’m just tryna get fed.