I’ve put myself on a “no eating new chocolate” embargo*. This was not an easy decision to make, for I have multiple bags filled with chocolates from the United States, Europe, and even good ol’ Australia… and they’re all taunting me with their unknown-but-highly-likely deliciousness.
I imposed this self-restriction after scanning through my travel photos and discovering that I have around 30 chocolates that I’ve eaten without reviewing. So, um, yep. Time to play catch-ups.
Sainsbury’s No Added Sugar Dark Chocolate
To ensure that no one can accuse me of eating and reviewing only fancy, crazy, and/or expensive chocolates, today I’m bringing you another bar from England’s Sainsbury supermarket. From memory, I ate this in Liverpool. Ah, Liverpool. When I think of you I think of overly-tanned cake-face teenagers, old men who need to put some pants on, and catching the flu that later knocked me out in Germany.
Hmm. Maybe I shouldn’t have gone to Liverpool.
As you can see, this 70% no sugar chocolate from Sainsbury’s had a dark black-brown colouring and a glossy sheen. What you can’t see is that it also had a lovely rich chocolatey aroma (surprisingly, not all chocolates do). My first thought upon inhaling the scent was “marshmallows”, which led me to picture a mug of vanilla-laced hot chocolate topped with pillowy and bobbling squares of said white confection.
As soon as I popped a square in my mouth, I knew this chocolate was everything Sainsbury’s São Tomé failed to be. Sainsbury’s No Sugar Chocolate surprised me with its initial flavours of marshmallow, earth, and ash, its transition into smoke and (dare I say it?) mud (and I mean this in a positive way…), and its clean marshmallow, vanilla, and dutched cocoa powder finish.
There was none of the red wine acidity that I disliked in the São Tomé, and instead all the earthy, none-too-sweet, smoky flavours that never fail to make me want more. (Also, for my fellow high school kiddlywinks, there was something in this that reminded me of Deakin’s chocolate muffins. You know, the ones we used to try and sneak out of class early for, because if you weren’t first in line at the canteen at recess they were likely to be sold out? The ones that were often uncooked in the middle, and weren’t that sweet apart from the chocolate chips, and which by year 9 we’d realised weren’t that great and stopped fighting for?)
My final words in the Sainsbury matter are these: if you go for red fruit tanginess in your dark chocolate, then make your way to the altar of São Tomé. Those of you who, erm, like the sound of marshmallow mixed with wet earth? Come join me in the crazy lane. I promise, life is fun there.
*See the clever loophole I’ve created for myself? No eating new chocolate. Not no eating chocolate, period. So I can indulge without qualms in chocolate that I have already reviewed (or have no intention of reviewing). After all, rules are there to be bent, right?