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Kilwin's Chocolates - Annapolis, MD & 2nd Chances

It's Easter Sunday. Regardless if you believe in Jesus or not, it's hard not to be struck with the power and beauty that is the story of Easter. It's all about second chances. And if you watch the evening news with any regularity, it's hard to believe any of us are deserving of a second chance. Still by grace we continue to receive them. Never ceases to amaze me.

If there are any deserving of a second chance, it's Nick and Molly Pastermack of Kilwin's Chocolates in Annapolis, Maryland. Molly found my humble little blog where I wrote about a trip to Kilwin's Chocolates roughly six months ago. Navy football game, boat show and busy Saturday night traffic made for a bit of confusion at Kilwin's that night. Molly asked me if I'd be willing to give Kilwin's a second chance and promptly sent me a batch of the velvety butter creams I had missed. She also sent lovely hazelnut truffles, chocolate and walnut covered rice krispy treat (yum!), a bag of caramel popcorn with pecans (Nutcracker Sweet) and the truly divine chocolate bombe truffle that is worth it's weight in gold. Of course I told her that I'd only do it on one condition...

The Fractured Prune - Dulles, VA

Every culture has their version of fried dough. Hush-puppies, churros, beignets, zeppoli, malasadas, pirozhki, funnel cake, so on and so forth. But it's the ubiquitous doughnut that, at least in this country, takes the cake. So much creativity, so much inspiration. It's hard to find a doughnut that hasn't been tried at least once. (On a side note, I have heard of a Portland doughnut eatery happily named VooDoo that makes a maple bar topped with bacon and NyQuil & Pepto Bismol concoction. Former, yay! Latter, blech!)

A fellow AOL'er and foodie comrade hipped me to the most unfortunate named doughnut establishment smashed between campus and the airport. Named for a spunky Baltimore octogenarian (well, close... she was in her 70's) who gave the men of the late 1800's a run for their sporting money, all while breaking a few bones along the way. Her God given name was Prunella and soon was dubbed "Fractured Prunella". Inspired by her gumption, The Fractured Prune was born.

The same night as his glowing endorsement, my fiance and I hightailed it to the middle of nowhere for a sampling. The verdict?

Kilwin's Chocolates - Annapolis, MD

Yes, I'm going to take advantage of just about every opportunity to try new foods in every place Keith and I journey to. Some will be good, some will be bad. I will do my best to give you the real.

Chocolate is a subject I happen to be a fan of. In culinary school I can remember getting into the tempered chocolate every chance Chef wasn't watching.

When touring downtown Annapolis over the weekend, I insisted we try one of the two chocolate shops I noticed. This one was hard to pass up thanks to the 9 foot tall Moose scaring little children outside. Nothing says good chocolate like a huge moose. But I digress...