Unlike hot chocolate, which is made from cocoa powder, Chantico is steamed with cocoa butter and whole milk. It's no diet drink: A 6-ounce cup has 390 calories, 21 grams of fat and 51 carbs.
Steph, it's more like European drinking chocolate than Swiss Miss. It is of teh YUM.
So, hot chocolate.
Sorry, but "hot chocolate" is my shorthand for the hot liquid chocolate beverage that is referred to as cocoa/drinking chocolate/hot chocolate. I know that offends purists, but, eh. (Plus, "drinking chocolate" is just a weird term.)
I also refer to margarine as butter. (Which is an even bigger misnomer than the hot chocolate thing.) Not on purpose; I just do. I think the "any hot liquid chocolate beverage" = "hot chocolate" and the "margarine" = "butter" are holdovers from my childhood, b/c my whole family does the same thing.
There are six Dunkin Dounts within twenty minutes of my house.
But, let me guess: you can't get there from here.
Ho. Lee. Shit.
Winners of a snow-sculpture contest: [link]
The first one (and winner) especially....
But, let me guess: you can't get there from here.
No, actually, I pass three of them on the way to work!
Winners of a snow-sculpture contest:
I've been to that contest! Not this year (hell, not even in a year that starts with "2"....it's been a while), but I've been there. The sculptures are amazing in person. They look like marble, especially at night.
But, let me guess: you can't get there from here.
No, actually, I pass three of them on the way to work!
Damn. I really wanted to make a New Englander joke.
"drinking chocolate" is just a weird term
I think "drinking chocolate" is a great term, but I guess it would be messing with the purists to apply it to Swiss Miss.
The term just makes me happy. Chocolate! Being drunk! Much more involving than chocolate that's just being hot.
And then there's "cocoa." Mmm. "Cocoa." You have to say it in a bit of a British accent -- doesn't much matter which one. "Cocoa."
Winners of a snow-sculpture contest:
Woah. That's beautiful. I love the third-place one, too.
Damn. I really wanted to make a New Englander joke.
Sorry, Steph, but you can't swing a cat without hitting a DD in New England.
Damn. I really wanted to make a New Englander joke.
Sorry, Steph, but you can't swing a cat without hitting a DD in New England.
Well, I knew that, but I had thought that the funny part was that, even though DDs are everywhere, you still can't get there from here.
I am, of course, basing my perception of New Englander humor on a sample of one, consisting of my bro. As a former Midwesterner, he must be misapplying the "can't get there from here" joke.
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