Ending the Debate of Chocolate or Sex

E & I received these lovely chocolates as a wedding gift from a good friend, Jen Hofer. She had purchased them from a place in Sante Fe called Todos Santos. Apparently, they do other special stuff, such as making religious, especially Catholic, imagery in chocolate, too. Hence, the name: Todos Santos.

I've looked up the company online, but they are--to use a neologism I just learned on an episode of NPR's "Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me"--ungoogelable. Well, that's not quite true. There are a few posts about them, but they don't have a website. Perhaps that means they are unwebsiteable.

Trouble is, the chocolates are so stunning that we're hesitant to consume them. After having sat in the fridge for two months, brought out to be paraded among friends who echo our admiration for such artisty but don't dare to partake of them, I finally initiated eating one of the positions. I chose the one on the upper far right (what does that say about me!), while E ate the "wheelbarrow" in the lower right corner. Friends have suggested we try and perform the positions before consuming them. But in case you hadn't notice, that would require inviting a few extra folks over. . .