A treasure trove of chocolatey goodness...

Chocolatines, for those not fortunate enough to have experienced these divine pastries, are essentially croissants with chocolate inside. But let me be clear: there is a WORLD of difference between the sickeningly-sugary, insipid Toronto versions with sad wanna-be milk chocolate dribbled inside and the rich, flaky pastry from Montreal with a thick strip of dark chocolate running through its core that I miss SO DESPERATELY. Heat these things up in the oven until the chocolate melts and...well, let's just say after eating one (or two, or three), I find myself practically wanting a cigarette and a little lie-down.

Practically. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Anyway. As you may have gathered, the real thing is wretchedly hard to come by on this side of the Quebec border. So when I have friends coming in from Montreal, I usually ask them to bring me a dozen or so. More than that I couldn't really fit in my teeny condo freezer.

( Then I bought a chest freezer. )