Awesomeness: Vosge’s Mo’s Dark Bar

I have a new favorite thing in the whole entire world. Sorry, cezi receli. Our affair, while brief, was passionate nonetheless.

Alas, today I discovered Mo’s Dark Bar from Vosges Haut Chocolat. (You have to say that while swanning around waving your arms to and fro, by the way).

Mo

Here’s a little tip: If you want me to do any type of favor for you in the future, bribe me with a Mo’s Dark Bar or two. Anything at all – pet sitting, laundry, errand running, paper writing, caring for your children (I use the word “caring” quite loosely. What I really mean is “leaving them to fend for themselves with a box of saltines lying nearby.”)

I’m familiar with Vosges, a chocolate (excuse me, “chocolat”) maker out of Chicago. My friend Emilia and I got familiar with Vosges when I visited her in New York this past summer and we took a chocolate tour (HIGHLY recommended). And, that same Emilia brought us a lovely box of them when she stayed with us for a night (she had just been in Chicago for work).

Hmmm, funny, I don’t remember bringing her a gift when I stayed with her.

Anyway, so I know a bit about Vosges. But none of their varieties have ever really tickled my taste buds.

Until now.

Mo’s Dark Bar is 62% dark chocolate with hickory smoked uncured bacon and Alderwood smoked salt. I only really comprehend what about half of that means, but I know it adds up to pure, unadulterated and barely legal deliciousness.

I love, love, love the combination of sweet and salty. It’s a scientific fact that that is the best flavor combination in the world. This bar delivers with the dark chocolate (I like my chocolate dark to the point of bitter) and the smoked salt. Perfection.

Then you add bacon and well, you’ve got a mouth party. The bacon gives it a bit of texture, similar to toffee, which I am not a fan of since it invariably gets caught in my teeth. And, well, bacon is better than toffee, obviously.

mo's interior

And my girl Katrina Markoff (founder of Vosges) describes the bar perfectly:

“I began experimenting with bacon + chocolate at the tender age of 6, while eating chocolate chip pancakes drenched in Aunt Jemima® syrup, as children often do. Beside my chocolate-laden cakes laid three strips of sizzlin’ bacon, just barely touching a sweet pool of maple syrup. And then, the magic—just a bite of the bacon was too salty and I yearned for the sweet kiss of chocolate and syrup, so I combined the two. In retrospect, perhaps this was a turning point; for on that plate something magical happened, the beginnings of a combination so ethereal and delicious that it would haunt my thoughts until I found the medium to express it—chocolate.

From there, it was just a matter of time…and what began as a love of salt and sweet quickly unraveled into an obsession.”

Guuuurrrl, I hear you so clearly. I feel like we could be friends. Be my friend, Katrina. We can hang out and make pancakes (apparently, there is a Mo’s Bacon Pancake Mix!!) and braid each other’s hair and share issues of US Weekly.

I really could use some sort of hookup inside Vosges since this lovely Mo’s Dark Bar is $8 a slab at Whole Foods. This could become a very, very expensive obsession. Anyone need their car washed? Will work for Mo’s.

Two side notes: Damn you, Caroline for tipping me off on Mo’s (and thank you). And Amy, our own little maker of chocolate-covered bacon, you can have some too — it’s gluten free.

Savage Beauty (Interrupted)

I just got back from an amazing weekend in New York, so there will be a few blog posts this week on that trip.

One of the main reason I went to NY this weekend was to see the Alexander McQueen exhibit at the Met, which I did this morning.

McQueen ethereal
gray and white silk printed organza

But yesterday, my friend Emilia and I went on a walking chocolate tour. It was great and we really loved it. We got to taste chocolates at five different places, including Neuhaus, Lily O’Brien’s, La Maison du Chocolat, 5th Avenue Chocolatiere, Charbonnel & Walker.

While we were at La Maison du Chocolat, we saw on Twitter that Amy Winehouse had died. The location was a bit fitting since the first word that came to my mind when I heard the news was “bittersweet.” It’s always sad when someone so talented just self-destructs. No matter how talented and loved you are, anyone can sink into a dark morass of hopelessness.

As I rolled the chocolate on my tongue, I thought how sad it was that she couldn’t find pleasure in such a simple thing.

I remember having a similar bittersweet thought when I first heard that Alexander McQueen had killed himself. What a waste. And how cruel. Both of them took their talent away from the world. But in the case of McQueen, it’s particularly bittersweet because he was creating up until the end, while Winehouse really wasn’t. And the Met exhibit continued that bittersweet theme. As much as I loved every piece (and I really, really did), it just reinforced the fact that this is it. There will never be any more. This is the universe of his talent, and it’s far too small of a universe.

While I loved everything, there were a lot of standouts, particularly from his last two seasons, Platos Atlantis, and the half-finished Angels and Demons. My very favorite piece is this dress with gold-painted duck feathers from Angels and Demons. It was so amazing in person.

gold feathers

In fact, he had a lot of truly amazing feather dresses, including this crazy one made of teeny-tiny pheasant feathers.

Pheasant

One of my favorite seasons wasn’t really represented. I love the 2004 Deliverance show which was based on the Sydney Pollack movie “They Shoot Horses Don’t They?” It’s staged as an old fashioned dance marathon full of desperation where the contestants fall off one by one from exhaustion. The choreagraphy by Michael Clark was amazing. And the first and last dress are almost the same except the sequins: on the first dress, they’re new, on the last dress, they’re tarnished and the dress is unravelling like the contestants had both physically and emotionally. It is an amazing show.

Deliverance

Overall, it was an amazing exhibit. A lot of McQueen’s quintessential shows are represented, including Voss, Highland Rape, Widows of Culloden and It’s Only a Game. Two video elements were truly transfixing: Shalom Harlow being sprayed by robots in No. 13.

No. 13

And, of course, the hologram of Kate Moss in ivory silk organza in the Widows of Culledon show. They also had the actual dress and it’s interesting to see how he returned to this material and layered unfinished ethereal quality again and again.

Kate Moss

There is so, so much more I could say. I’m realizing that I only covered the light, flowy clothes when there were some amazing romatic gothic pieces that were just breathtaking as well. The only thing to do is to see the show! I’m hoping it tours and comes to DC because I would definitely be willing to stand in line (1.5 hours this morning and we got there right when the Met opened) and put up with the crush of the crowd all over again.

Tomorrow: Perhaps a Yertle post??