As you all know through my (more or less
late) blogs - '
You are Witty and Pretty', 'Britta's Happiness of the Day' and 'Gardening in High Heels' - I am not
always dishing out light fare.
So - this blog will be substantial, nourishing and yet: sublime.
I'm talking of - yeah, you've guessed it by now:
CHOCOLATE.
Last week I emerged from the bottom of my
MSP (Monumental Secret Project). (For that moment) I just had enough. So out I went. Took the underground to Gendarmenmarkt. Looked into the shopwindows of
http://www.fassbender-rausch.com/manufaktur.html . Another woman did the same - we grinned at each other, and went inside, talked a bit about fashion. She was from London. And then we looked into the shopwindows again. From inside out.
I am not sure whether you can see on the pictures that here the
Gedächtniskirche and the
Brandenburger Tor are made entirely from chocolate (and cookies). Absurd. Monumental.
Kitschig.
Like two schoolchildren we looked at each other again, and giggled in helpless mirth. "
Eat Art!" I breathed. "
Wohahah!", she roared. "
Epoch-Making!" .
Before studying at the university in Mainz, after my A-levels in Bremen, I worked for two months in the
Hachez chocolate factory in Bremen.
Though normally I chirp in with Mae West's saying "
Too much of a good thing can be wonderful", I didn't after being allowed to eat as much chocolate as we wanted. After three days we didn't want any more...
Being quick with my hands I was soon allowed to work by the piece (literally: we had to fill boxes of chocolates - every woman at the production line had a special section of the box). Piece work brought more money. And interesting insights into
real life. I learned:
1.
Age is relative. Being almost 18 was here
extremely old - the co-workers were my age, but had left school long ago and looked at me pityingly as if I were a 'box of chocolate on a shelf' (not married yet!).
2. I learned that "
Non vitae, sed scholae discimus" (Seneca - and
no: I didn't quote it wrong!) is utterly true - you might also say: a pinch of experience is worth a peck of theory.
Fifty Shades of Whatsoever is an innocent Sunday School book - compared to the graphical visual way those girls depicted their
Secret Lives on every Monday morning at work.
3.
A pearl of wisdom for life: Things in a different box with different print (and price) are not always different - believe me, dear brand-buyer. From that time on I do - with only a few exceptions :-) - the double-blind-test.
4. If you love something dearly - like chocolate - after a short alienation you will like it again. I do!
Though: in modertion. Because: "
Too much of a good thing can be ..."