A Minister’s Daughter: The Chocolate Lady
Tuesday, June 6th, 2006
Recipes from the episode: Ginger Almond Toffee
Director’s Journal
I admit that I was one of those kids who took their time eating the chocolate bunny. It was full of wonder and delight, and I wanted it to last a long time. Starting at the bottom (thus keeping the head and ears intact as long as possible), I slowly made my way up. No way could I keep it as an iconic image to treasure. It tasted too good. By golly, it was chocolate!
A Chocolate Sample
Richard, the customer.
Ginger Almond Toffee
But, I don’t think I could bite into one of these gilded images. They’re too beautiful. I’d probably put it in a place to be looked at like a painting or sculpture. Though, unless I was able to hide the deep aroma of chocolate, it wouldn’t last long in my household. My kids do not put art above chocolate (they bite off the bunny ears with voracious giggling delight).
For this journal I found the following definitions for serendipity:
1. Making discoveries, by accident and sagacity, of things not in quest of.
2. Discovering something by accident while investigating something quite different. For example, finding a biological culture “ruined” by mould, and discovering the antibiotic penicillin as a consequence.
3. A fortunate occurrence created by unanticipated luck.
Enter Richard, the customer. I had just finished, for the moment, shooting in the back area where Sarah makes her chocolate wonders. Time to mosey out front to see what was going on there. Richard was perusing the hutch full of gilded icons, all individually wrapped in cellophane and tied with a red satin ribbon. Lynn went over and asked if he minded being filmed. I was hoping he might actually buy something. But he did more than that. He began saying why he was buying what he did (“Blessed Mother”), and for whom. Another wonderful story [checkout ‘Leftovers’]. Before leaving with his gift, he expressed, without any prompting on our part, what made Alma Chocolate (aka, Sarah Hart), special. Wow.
Next! —Rebecca
