Salon du Chocolat Bye Bye

After reading all your oohing and ahhings to my previous post I made a dash out to Porte de Versailles the last day of the Salon du Chocolat 2014.

Naturally I was feeling completely in control of my cravings like the 'Le Kong' chocolate sculpture from Jean-Paul Hévin. NOT.

The Baba Tropical at Laurent Duchene beckoned. Why not? Research no?

Yes, it tasted every bit as good as it looked I'm happy to report. Light, delicate, and passion fruity with not too much rum.

The closing day of the salon is always a mad house. Many tempting items were gone (fortunately for me).

The French are famous for celebrating anything at all at the drop of a hat. No anniversary or birthday required to pop open their champagne. Why not drink from a chocolate flute and then eat it?

Top patissiere, chocolatier Sadaharu Aoki was there everyday at his stand.

His milk chocolate ginger confit was one things of the best chocolates I tasted at the salon and they kept putting out samples nonstop. yum yum

I decided to not resist his big chocolate macaron enrobed in green tea batter hot off the griddle or whatever this thing is.

I'm glad I caved. The chocolate macaron melts inside the non-sweet green tea batter making a perfect contrast of flavors and textures and a steal at 3€. Plus you won't see this again till next year so it's a 'Le Must'.

An exquisite autumnal leaf creation from grand French mark of Lyonaise chocolatier, Bernachon.

They have been making fine French chocolates since 1953 and their quality has never wavered. Another Le Must if you're visiting Lyon.

I got a bag of Bernachon unsweetened cacao and my morning cup of hot chocolate has a superior taste these days. I may have to visit Lyon to replenish.

After 3 visits to the Salon I finally got a glance at some of the chocolate creations by patissiers and designers.

Plus the finale fashion walk. A little bit of video on Flickr HERE.

Pralus was busy cleaning up early at 5pm. Have they read The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up too? Not a single crumb of praline to be seen.

Outside the pastry trucks are almost as much fun as the pastries inside. Almost...

Time to go home. Everyone is sated and full of chocolate. Me too. I hadn't noticed this chocolate-brown painted Wallace fountain before. The gent passed his hand under it but no hot chocolate flowed. Dommage. Bye Bye till next year Salon du Chocolat et merci!