When I was a child, the old Willy Wonka movie fueled fantasies about candy teacups, lickable walls, and chocolate waterfalls. That movie probably helped thousands of dentists buy Rolexes. Good for them. My obsession with sweets faded, but the sight of big candy, cool candy, and lots of candy still reminds me of the days when just thinking about sugar made me giddy.
Recently I placed an order for 5 pounds of cocoa and 11 pounds of white chocolate for the wedding cake. I’d never purchased bulk chocolate before and didn’t quite know what to expect. The package arrived with two big bags of cocoa, pretty boring as candy goes. But the white chocolate, all 11 pounds of it, came packed into one enormous solid brick. When I grunted just to pick it up, I knew I could finally fulfill one of the greatest fantasies of all time—bite into a candy bar more than twice the size of my head. And I have a big head.