It was burning in Fitzroy. A classic Melbourne heat wave. Led by a good friend, we were on foot and desperate for relief …
“I think this is the place.” she said.
It didn’t matter. We needed to escape the heat.
“Yes, this is the place.”
High ceilings, an Arctic breeze, and a friendly smile. Such friendly people… That’s how you welcome a stranger in.
We sought a refuge. We found a heaven.
All woes were forgotten as our eyes fixated upon and devoured their treats. Two glass cabinets of delicious creations; both heart stopping and mouth watering.
We ordered what we could reasonably consume. We dined on iced chocolates and colourful hemispheres. Their signature, the Shocolate, was especially divine. A miniature chocolate sandwich that one just has to experience.
But eventually it was time to leave. We didn’t wish to, but it was too dangerous to stay. Heavens were not meant for the living.
As a parting gift they let us close to their more artistic sculptural creations.
Claimed to be made entirely of chocolate. No tricks. No wires.
And here the same. Befitting to my personal desires.
And again… except the jug. Understandable, as it already defied gravity; a rule on our blue world.
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We wandered back into the blinding heat. Plotting when we would return.
I hope it’ll still be there when we do.
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Shocolate
3/296 Brunswick Street
Fitzroy, Victoria, Australia
