Le mort par chocolat

Many of our readers are probably familiar with Lasse Hallström's 2000 film, Chocolat, in which Juliette Binoche uses chocolate and sass to open hearts in a small French town. Not a bad chick flick.

We in Montréal, however, have no need of Ms. Binoche, because we have our own Juliette, who makes the most amazing chocolate [en français] you will ever drink. Ever. The dark hot chocolate fait à l'ancien ("made in the old way") ought to be renamed "sin in a cup" for how deliciously naughty you feel as you let the amazing stuff carry you to cocoa-magic Shangi-La. If the servers teased you by wafting a cup of Juliette's liquid ambrosia under your nose, then told you flat out that even a sip was death to any mortal, you'd order a double and chug it, just to make sure you get to taste the last drop before the gods exacted their revenge.

J plays it cool while facing triple chocolate overload, while H risks brain freeze on top of the injured vanity of the chocolate gods.

Next time you make it up to Montréal, you have only to ask and we can deliver at least the perceived risk of death by chocolate.