This is a story about me and a man in Walthamstow, northeast London. The man just happened to be master chocolatier Paul A Young and I went to his house to make chocolate. Largely, this involved me talking a lot while Paul did all the work of melting, tempering and pouring the chocolate into moulds. But I’m going to use the royal we.
We melted some Valrhona chocolate and tempered it all over Paul’s marble counter top, and then we poured it into some splendid ‘Mars bar’ moulds (from Chocolate World). These moulds are so nostalgic they can’t fail to bring joy, I’m going to buy some and experiment with different fillings (caramel/biscuit/salted peanuts to start); these would make delicious little ‘desserts’ for when people come round. We ‘painted’ ours with metallic powder (from Keylink), but you don’t have to.
