After a long journey snowshoeing in Beaver Creek, we stumbled upon this confectionary heaven: Rimini Chocolate. If the fresh, untouched snow on the mountains does it for you, just wait till you see the fresh mounds of gelato displayed to artistic perfection in this little shop.
I love love love the creativity they use to strut their stuff - I mean hello? Why wouldn't you want to see an entire pineapple cascading down it, or a cute little mug full of pistachios nestled amongst it staring at you saying "you see that glorious gelato right here? I'm a feature in it!" It definitely helps make your decision easy to get gelato (not necessarily which flavor to get though..)
Of course you immediately get distracted when the staff brings out a fresh batch of their handmade chocolates, each handled like they were little diamonds right off the smoothing belt. I needed one of each of them, and I don't even like chocolate that much! Thank goodness for the boy, who insisted that I only needed one flavor.
Now maybe it is because I don't love chocolate, but I do have to admit, it looked way too good for how it tasted. Don't get me wrong, it tasted fine, but when you see the classiest lady you've ever seen before in your life, and then she burps just like everybody else... you just can't help but be a little bit disappointed. I expected/hoped this chocolate to be universes above any other chocolate out there. I mean, it had glitter on it for Pete's sake!
But don't even get me started on their hot chocolate. If your goal is to sing The Beatles' "Baby You're a Rich Man" with every sip of your choc, this is for you. I couldn't get past the first verse it was so creamy.
So, even with a slight chocolate deceit, you get a thumbs up, Rimini
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