There was no real reason. I had some time and semi sweet baking chocolate. I got the flavor exactly like I wanted it by adding a bit of cinnamon, vanilla and powdered sugar.
The texture however was bit off. Sort of like a thin fudge or a think ganache. You could not cut it and hold it like square of fudge al a Candy Kitchen style.
I was telling some friends about this bowl of chocolate in my fridge. Well, P must have overheard and made some sort of toddler mental note. For that very afternoon when I was trying to figure out what to make his highness for lunch, I hear sounds of delight. Lip smacking, finger sucking, giggling delight.
I glance down and see this:
Parker on the other hand is clearly not ashamed of himself.
He would like a second order and this time, less flash photography please.