Chiapas, S Mexico, tail end of hurricane Stan. Under the canopy of one small piece of Rainforest, with producers, holding the mud to the mountain, with binding plants, indigenous shrubs, mulches. Bloom of butterflies, each one a tiny tremor that ripples its way to this blog, in the faint hope that physical sensors will not just pick up the pleasures and complexities of chocolate, but also the failure of any government or company to deal with the issues on the ground. Real people, are not afraid to face change, why are the theorists?
My favorite chocolate is:
Louis Barnett Biting Back Bar with hint of orangutan and no palm oil
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