While American children content themselves with hunting for dyed eggs and chocolate Easter Bunnies, French children (and probably some adults) have their choice of a myriad of elaborate chocolate sculptures.
All the chocolateries in town are decked out for the holiday, with many dozens of chocolate eggs, fish (?), chickens, and whatever other chocolate shapes struck the chocolatier‘s fancy.
At work, we’ve had the chocolate melters (like industrial-strength chafing dishes) going nonstop for weeks now. The new chocolate walk-in has been loaded up with half-eggs, bird parts, and other bits and pieces to be glued together with more chocolate to produce montage after edible montage.
So here are some pictures of the fruits of my labor over the last month or so. This week has been long, putting the finishing touches on the chocolate sculptures in time for Easter. (This is the part where I apologize for the crappy pictures – they were taken in haste, at work, while trying not to get too much chocolate on my camera.) When I was making the Bunny-in-Car pieces, I was roundly criticized for putting the names of cities like Boston and Sydney on the road signs, because you can’t drive to those places.
Remember Les Schtroumpfs? Here’s what became of them:
While making these, my colleague made a remark along the lines of, “There are so many schoolchildren who would love to be in our place right now.” True. Not exactly why I went into the pastry field.
I also put together the above carousels, and sculpted the arms of the octopi below, both of which I’m sure would make great projects for Arts and Crafts class.
There’s really only one montage of all the ones we’ve made that I would consider buying.
I guess I’m just a sucker for sparkly things. (And no, they’re not real diamonds – they’re sugar.)
Frankly, I think I speak for everyone at work when I say I’m SICK of Easter chocolates. But at least now its over. Happy Easter weekend, dear readers!
Originally published on Croque-Camille.