In the words of one of my many life-icons Ferris Bueller “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it”.
Fast forward to the 21st century and the same can be said of social media. I miss everything, literally everything. My Twitter and Facebook timelines move so fast I can never keep up so when something momentous, REALLY momentous, happens to catch your eye, it may well be described as fate.
This happened to me a couple of weeks ago, as a post whizzed past on Twitter that made me drop everything (literally, the cup of tea in my hand nearly fell out of it in jealous disgust). I present to you London’s Best White Hot Chocolates. Oh, yes.
Now, since this is a post already published I could never possibly compete with it’s gloriousness and instead the best I can do is make up new words like gloriousness. BUT! As a pure and true hot chocolate afficionado (coffee, in all its various incarnations, even it it comes from gold-nuggeted beans pooped out of the bum of a rare South American ferret, is utterly rank), I will of course have to work my way round trying each of them for verification purposes. Perhaps one each week between post-holiday and Christmas?
I’m sure there’ll be plenty more photos like these… new hashtag anyone? #hotchocolateadulation