So apparently the Boston Marathon people are letting people defer their entry until next year because it is going to be unseasonably hot. Someone I work with is running for the first time and was not especially thrilled with the warning email that went out, since she's nervous anyway. I believe the words, "SPEED KILLS" were in there. (Which of course makes me think of Annie screaming at the car in Halloween.) They're keeping the finish line open an extra hour as well. Temperature predictions keep climbing, but they're saying it will get up to 86.
LOOK AT ALL THE CRAZIES.
Only a high of 79 for the following day, with a low of 49...which is when I will be at Fenway for the first time! Rangers @ Red Sox! Hot dogs, beer, and a Boston cap. The calories won't count because it will be a necessity...like eating chocolate and beer in Belgium.
SPEAKING OF WHICH. Near my Massage Envy in Dedham is a big shopping center, Legacy Plaza. I stopped in after my massage (read: work on my neck, ugh) because I was expecting a phone call from an alumni and I wanted somewhere quiet-ish to chat and not be on the road. I had a glass of wine at Aquataine while we talked...but I was parked across the way from Chocolate Therapy. Well, what do you think happened?
It's a small shop and several of the truffles seemed to be on the small side, if you ask me. But looking at my loot, maybe not. They are not cheap, that's for sure. But they are made locally, all organic, lots of gluten free, some even sugar free (I did not get those but I hear you simply cannot tell). The left side of the counter is all what they made in house and 95% of it is all dark chocolate. I enjoy dark, but I don't always seek it out. However, I had to get the sea salted caramel (the bestseller by far), gen mai chai (2), honey hops, earl grey...and there was one with some kind of cheese in it?? I have not sampled it yet.
The right side of the counter has more milk chocolate variety still made locally, just not by them. I got a few as well...a lemon number, something called "the envelope" (peanut butter), and sticky bun truffle.
Anyway. RECOMMEND. Best chocolate shop in Boston. Err, uh, Dedham. Whatever. Close enough.
Now to convince myself to go running and work on my research rather than watch TV and eat chocolate with red wine. Dammit. Stupid law school.
I would also like to beat the shit out of Carly Rae Jepsen or whoever made Call Me Maybe go viral. That is some catchy shit with the depth of a used wad of Bubbilicious...the neon pink kind.