Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers

I have a Microsoft Word document on my computer that is bursting at the seams* with tasting notes of all the chocolates I’ve eaten but have not yet reviewed. The document is very long and likely illegible to anyone else who opens it, as I write tasting notes in my signature blend of Turkish, Swedish, and Pig-Latin.

I’m talented like that.

Okay, okay, that was a lie. It’s illegible because I usually type with my left hand whilst eating the chocolate with my right, and I’m not left-handed.

The following is, I kid you not, a direct copy-pasted quote from said document:

dn rainigna dnc rnaky cause forgot you office

Can someone please translate that for me? Because I honestly have no idea what those words have to do with a spicy dark chocolate from New York.

Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers

Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers

As the name of the company suggests, this chocolate was made by a couple of brothers. Mast Brothers. From New York. With beards. And if that sounds like the beginning of a fairytale to you, then go with it. All good fairytales should involve chocolate, anyway.

Oh, I apologise in advance for the less-than-stellar chocolate photos in this post. The light in my apartment was terrible on the day of eating, so I decided to embrace an “artsy” rather than “clear” aesthetic.

Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers

This chocolate was sent to me by the super-generous Tess, who used to be my brother’s housemate and has spent the past year working on a dairy farm in upstate New York. She’s been having such an amazing and inspiring time that I’m almost tempted to follow in her footsteps, except I’m scared of 4am starts and the enormous bruises she’s received from trying to herd cantankerous cattle in specific directions.

But let’s talk chocolate, not bruises.

If I had to describe this Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers in three words, the words would be intense, divine, and not-for-the-faint-of-heart. And if I had a fourth word: love. And a fifth: vegan.

Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers

The cacao used in this chocolate was organically farmed in the Dominican Republic, but “roasted, cracked, winnowed, stone-ground and aged in Brooklyn” (so says the packaging). In other words, the Mast Brothers are dedicated, talented, and clearly know what they’re doing, chocolate-wise.

How can I be sure that they know what they’re doing? Well, because the chocolate is really good. I found it remarkably tasty, although I couldn’t in good conscience recommend it to anyone who is tentative about chillies. The Serrano peppers used in this chocolate pack some serious heat, starting with a prickle in your mouth and building to an intense burn in the back of your throat. Yes, I really mean “burn”. As a dedicated chilli-lover, I revelled in this near-painful sensation, but I know such an experience isn’t everyone’s cup of tea.

Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers

Setting aside the chillies for a minute, the chocolate Mast Brothers makes is itself quite unique. It isn’t as silky-smooth as other upmarket chocolates I’ve tried, but the slightly grainy texture doesn’t take away from its complexity of flavour. The aroma has a fruitiness akin to plums, raspberries, and olives, and the first flavours to hit upon tasting are caramel, muscovado sugar, capsicum, and cocoa.

For me, the tantalising interplay between this chocolate’s dark caramel sweetness, earthy-without-being-bitter intensity, and lingering, prickly burn of chillies was perfect. The smoky undertones to the rich chocolate were utterly moreish, and I found myself torn between despair that this Mast Brothers chocolate isn’t available in Australia, and relief on behalf of my bank account that it isn’t.

Sometimes, the life of the chocolate reviewer is confusing.

*Erroneous use of a cliché alert!

49 thoughts on “Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Serrano Peppers

  1. I’m not so happy with my signature scrawl — mostly a series of indecipherable loops that are more horizontal than vertical. But I guess it proves my membership in the journalists-and-PhD-students-club.

    And on to the chocolate: I don’t like heat in mine, but I love that packaging. Good font, eye-catching… but do they explain its significance? Or is it merely weird for the sake of weird? Which is equally fine by me.

    Be sure to write about your first PhD conference!

    • Hmm… you see, I was actually talking about typing, so it’s even more embarrassing that it’s illegible ;)

      There was no talk of the significance of the packaging design on the packaging, but I’ll try to investigate when I’m at my parents’ place and have more internet access :)

      P.S. Lovely to hear from you!

  2. My notes are handwritten and invariably come festooned with spots and smears of chocolate and often just a few ‘ticks’ instead of real comments or incredibly useful words like ‘yum’ and ‘delicious’.

    Ah, it’s a challenge but one that you and I are prepared to keep on taking :)

      • Hehehe! We’ve even had chocolate and The Princess Bride viewing sessions…a match made in heaven.

        Which reminds me, have you thought about what Whittaker’s chocolate you would like?

        • Hmm… I have a feeling I should call you one day, and we can spend an hour or so quoting the lines to each other… :P

          Oh, gosh, I was feeling really naughty about sending you a list! But if you insist, I’ll look tomorrow and write to you ;) Have there been any Aussie chocolates on this blog that you’d like me to send you? :)

    • Aw, thanks love! So you’d buy an artwork if I opened a chocolate photo gallery?

      Also, what a brilliant idea! Swooning at the idea of mixing this super spicy chocolate through your sweet white chocolate peanut butter blondies…

  3. ooh too much chilli for me but fortunately I write indecipherable notes and am used to making sense of them – your notes mean that “if it is raining cats and dogs it may cause you to forget where your office is” – ring any bells? But honestly I do write notes that later cause me much bemusement. And I have lots of blog notes for future posts – some which just never see the light of day when my backlog becomes unbearable – good luck with your backlog. And I love the cover – E says it is a little bit neofolk which is a high compliment from him!

    • I did think of you as one of the people who definitely wouldn’t like this! Hmm, that’s a nice but it definitely doesn’t ring any bells. Then again, maybe I’m just going senile?

      Oh, the dreaded blog backblog. If we all compiled our probably-will-never-be-posted-notes-and-drafts, I bet we could make a new blog that would run for a decade!

      Oooh, a comment from the elusive E! I’m honoured :)

  4. Looks really yummy. Why didn’t I get some. Oh, and in case you hadn’t noticed, I think you cheated on your third word. Just telling you because you were brought up to be honest and so I thought you’d like to know…

    • Well, I might have a tiny square of this leftover, but why on earth would I give it to you? YOU’LL JUST FORGET YOU ATE IT.

      And that’s all I’m going to say on the matter.

  5. Totally understand and get that randomness. I can’t understand half of my notes on food? Anyway, I want to try this chocolate. love the flavour of chocolate and chilli. They don’t actually compliment but somehow addictive

    • Teehee, clearly our tastebuds and language aren’t always in sync. And it gets worse the longer the time between taking notes and writing them up, doesn’t it! This chocolate is pretty hardcore in its chilli – I bet you’d love it :)

  6. Chilleh! Sounds like my kind of chocolate.

    Your notes say:

    Being enveloped by burning rain and iguanas, and Iguana Damon is cranky because I forgot him in the office.

    Obviously a metaphor for the chocolate tasting.

  7. I love the burn. In the gym and in my mouth. Yeah baby.

    Cantankerous cattle bruises must be impressive. I would like to get some so I can use the term “cantankerous cattle” when people ask me why I’m covered in black, blue and yellow skin. Oh yes, the yellow bruise is the gnarliest.

    • Having not stepped foot inside a gym for over a year and a half, I really can’t comment on that side of things. I can, however, say that not putting on running shoes at 6am is quite lovely.

      I feel tempted to make some sort of “cantankerous cattle = the new ‘I ran into a door’” line, but somehow that feels wrong…

    • Me too, on all counts. Fancy chillies of any description (beyond fresh bird’s eye chillies at the supermarket) are almost impossible to fnd in Australia. Gosh, just think of the chocolate patisserie magic you could wield by throwing some serranos into your work creations… ;)

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