…Well, Naturally Goji AntiOx™ Dark Chocolate

by Hannah on September 10, 2010

I found this in the health food section of my local Woolworths store. It was right next to the “healthy” yoghurt-covered nut-and-muesli bars that have more saturated fat in them than a Mars Bar or Snickers Bar. And that’s probably all I need to say about that.

… Well, Naturally Goji AntiOx™ Dark Chocolate

AntiOx Goji Dark Chocolate

I think this is one of those chocolate suffering from an identity crisis. You know the ones I mean, right? The ones that have jumped so far onto the “Chocolate Is Healthful Enough To Turn Your Spinal Fluid Into Liquid Gold” bandwagon that their packaging forgets to mention the main point of chocolate: that it is tasty.

I mean, look at the package above. Who thinks “AntiOx™” is truly an enticing name for a chocolate? And I don’t know about you, but I’m usually happy if my chocolate is “high in antioxidants”. Going for “very high in antioxidants” seems like looking a gift horse in the mouth. And then the back of the packaging tells me that this 80g bar is equivalent to 12 cups of green tea, and that it has an ORAC value of “26,000 per Block!” (Emphasis and incorrect capitalisation in original.)

Look, …Well, Naturally. If I wanted green tea, I’d drink green tea. And if I wanted ORAC, I’d look up what ORAC was, then I’d … do whatever it is one does to get ORAC into their life.

AntiOx Goji Dark Chocolate

So just leave me to eat this (vegan) chocolate in peace, okay? Thanks.

Aesthetically-speaking, this bar is quite dark and glossy and has a crisp snap indicating good tempering. The aroma hints at coconut, earthiness, and, um, well, erm, I seem to have written “tomato”. I was watching Heston’s Feasts while I was eating this, though, so perhaps I was distracted by his edible nipples*.  

To cut to the chase about this chocolate, I must admit that I really liked it. Every time I’ve eaten it (and I have, in fact, had this many times, albeit mostly pre-blog and pre-taking chocolate seriously), I’ve been surprised by how much it reminds me of a Cherry Ripe. I honestly don’t know if anyone else would make this connection; it’s not at all as sweet, nor is it aggressively cherry-and-coconut flavoured. But I can’t deny that I always think “Cherry Ripe” when I bite into this.

AntiOx Goji Dark Chocolate

There’s a faint burst of coconut flavour in this chocolate, and a cooling sensation that I assume comes from the use of fake sugar. I don’t know where the coconut comes from, but it must have something to do with the vaguely-savoury-yet-fruity flavour of the goji berries. This bar isn’t too sweet but also isn’t bitter, instead balancing itself at a wonderful crossroads which, to me, is signposted as molasses, cream, burnt toast, and raspberry jam.

Over the past three years or so, I’ve probably had this chocolate at least six times. Which means I’ve had the equivalent of 72 cups of green tea and 156000 ORACs. And yes, my spinal fluid is made of liquid gold.

* The ones he created out of edible foodstuffs, I mean. I don’t think Heston’s own nipples are edible.

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Chopped Cherry Ripe

Betcha wanna know what this photo is about, don’tcha? Well, I’m not telling, yet. You’ll simply have to check back later to find out.

Sometimes, life throws curveballs. I’m sure you’ve all had the experience of pottering along, fairly content with how your days are progressing, when – whump – suddenly you’re on the ground, staring at the dirt, wondering why someone decided to aim a bowling bowl at your solar plexus. And you know that your coccyx* is going to hurt for at least a week after the fall.

I’ve been happier this past year than I can remember having been since I hit puberty in year 9 (I was a late bloomer. Don’t poke fun). However, I still have my fair share of days when I wake up and everything feels eurghy for no reason, and all I want to do is curl up in a corner and listen to Broadway musicals.

avenue q broadway posterThen there are the days when people leave or I have to get x-rays on my toe (15 months of wrongness, woot!), and I know the exact reason for the sadness. Knowing, however, doesn’t make it stop existing.

What does put the kibosh on sadness are random acts of kindness from people who know me inside-out. While I don’t know if I truly deserve such kindnesses, I do know that I’d like to take a moment to thank the people involved. So here goes!

Lauren and L.MiteMaster

Serendipity Frrozen Hot Chocolate

You might remember L.MiteMaster from the Mr Bottom post or the story of the speeding ticket, and Lauren from this post about Washington, D.C.’s Crepes at the Markets. At first, it might sound odd to make an amazing male friend whilst on student exchange and then, when visiting him a year later, end up staying at his new girlfriend’s house whom you’ve never met.

Luckily for me, this girlfriend turned out to be the lovely Lauren, who has become a dear friend of mine. It doesn’t hurt that we have about a squillion things in common, including but not limited to poor circulation, chocolate-lovin’, and nice brothers.

The other day, I received a package in the mail from Lauren and L.MiteMaster, stuffed to the gills with American chocolate and topped with a gorgeous handwritten card. I shan’t show you the chocolate now, as I’ll be blogging each and every one. Suffice to say I’ve never received a package of chocolate that so clearly shows knowledge of my tastes. With a blend of old favourites, new discoveries, and the super special chocolate treat above, this package is sure to keep the grey clouds of mopeyness away for weeks to come.

Grandma Mickey

antique sugar bowl

I’ve talked a fair bit on this blog about my maternal grandmother, but my paternal grandmother is equally beloved. She’s the one who taught me to snack on a grated Granny Smith apple mixed with at least two tablespoons of caster sugar. She’s the one who would sprinkle half a centimetre’s worth of brown sugar on my morning Hi-Bran, and who’d fortify us through epic games of Canasta with iced cupcakes. (I spy with my little eye, a genetic predisposition to sweetness…)

The other week, I received a call from Grandma Mickey asking if I’d like to pop round to pick up a gift she’d bought for me at Bungendore. I’ve recently begun collecting antique teacups, and she’d found me a beautiful, delicate sugar bowl to add to my collection.

I was, and am, so touched. I only wish it were a magic sugar bowl, so that I could wish for Grandma Mickey not to have fallen over last night and be in hospital with a fractured rib and punctured lung. If anyone can spare a thought for her whilst reading this, we’d all greatly appreciate it.

Koala in tree

I actually have one more gift I was going to post about but, as this has turned out to be longer than I intended, I might close off now with the above picture of SPOT THE KOALA!# Maybe, if you haven’t found this particular post of mine to be too terribly self-indulgent, I might mention the other gift later…

Question Time: Have you received something recently that brightened an otherwise-metaphorically-cloudy day?

* I firmly believe that the word coccyx isn’t used frequently enough in this world.

# There’ll be a post in coming days/weeks about this. Never you fear.

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