The first thing you must know is that I ate this chocolate all wrong.
I should have eaten it draped across a chaise longue, Cleopatra-style, jewels in my hair, languidly picking up perfect squares from a mother-of-pearl plate.
Or perhaps I could’ve eaten this chocolate in a penthouse in Paris, gazing down at the silver-glimmering-writhing city below, puppies playing at my feet and a handsome valet laying out my socks in colour-coded order.
Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate + Black Truffles and Sea Salt
After all, we’re talking about a dark chocolate made from Madagascan organic cacao infused with redolent-of-luxury black truffles from Northern Italy and “the finest” Trapani sea salt. I should’ve eaten this highfalutin chocolate with at least some evocation of prestige in my person*.
If I remember correctly, though, I ate this truffle chocolate curled up on the couch with my purple-striped pyjama pants tucked into my red thermal socks, having a bit of a cry at The West Wing** and wishing there was a way to check the mail without having to walk down three flights of stairs.
All that aside, I was thrilled when my brother brought me this swanky Mast Brothers chocolate direct from New York (see my review of Mast Brothers Dark Chocolate with Serrano Peppers here). At the time, this flavour wasn’t even acknowledged on the website, and so I felt muchly special to hold the gorgeously-packaged-swirling-blue-gold package in my hands.
The aroma was a bit of a rollercoaster. I breathed in once, and detected only chocolate. I breathed in again, and found tangy redcurrants and raspberry. Then, suddenly, I caught a hint of something earthy, something complex, something intriguing, faint, hiding.
I took a bite, tasting earthy chocolate dominated by salt and the tanginess I’d earlier noticed in the aroma. The saltiness conjured thoughts of pungent cheese, and the chocolate itself was deep, dark, and slightly acrid on the back palate.
Then the truffle hit. Savoury, mushroomy, salty, mixing with the sour redcurrant notes of the chocolate. Burnt coffee and molasses, a taste of wetness and the intense, ever-present muskiness of truffle.
I can’t decide whether I liked this Mast Brothers dark chocolate with truffles and salt. I’m utterly thrilled that, unlike Vosges‘ chocolate, it lived up to in taste what it proclaimed in name. And yet, at times, the strength of the truffle’s muskiness seemed overpowering, and the chocolate a bit too tangy and acidic for my tastes.
Hmm. Maybe there’s a reason I don’t own a chaise longue after all.
* Does talking of myself as “in my person” make me sound snooty enough? If so, my work here is done.
** “Yes, but I’ve been down here before and I know the way out.”