A beautifully hand-lettered and illustrated story of a woman and the salvation she finds through chocolate. Edward Monkton's latest stylish and collectable book is the perfect gift for mums on Mothers' Day and any woman worth her salt this Easter and all year round. Each book in this new series is an original tale, charmingly illustrated, and created especially for this brand-new series of gift books. Hand-lettered in the same style as the Edward Monkton cards by the Really Good company, the tales are wonderfully packaged with the utmost style and attention to detail, making these hugely desirable objects and the perfect gift for special occasions.These creations prove there is a universal and enduring audience for stories that inspire and touch hearts. Their philosophy is to heal, unite, amuse and delight in equal measures. And what better way to do this than with chocolate?
Maybe 2 1/2*. A very very short book, not bad, not fantastic. Found it on the bookshelves of the family we were visiting yesterday. It takes like 10 minutes to read it... :D
I know this is a children’s book, but I still have thoughts. The chocolate gets mad at the lady for not eating him, he wonders who is she to deny me of the very purpose of my existence? After this I hoped she wouldn’t eat him as the chocolate was clearly so much more than just a bar of chocolate, he had the ability to speak! Yet, the happy ending is when the chocolate ‘fulfils his purpose’ and is eaten. This is a very outdated philosophical belief that essence precedes existence. That the chocolate’s characteristics define what the chocolate is and its meaning. Instead, I would have preferred an existentialist happy ending. The lady could have said to the chocolate, ‘no, you are so much more than your characteristics. You have a way of manipulating language, your rhetoric is extraordinary. You should become a politician chocolate, you should change the world.’ This review is somewhat satire, but I genuinely do believe in what I am saying. EXISTENCE PRECEDES ESSENCE!!
"Think of the dark, velvet SWEETNESS as I melt on your tongue. Think of the surge of HAPPINESS as I dissolve inside you and we become ONE!”
Having found Zen Dog in a charity shop in Southport yesterday, my lucky streak continued today in a local charity shop when I found another Edward Monkton treat.
This time we ponder the existential existence of chocolate. It's only purpose to be eaten yet many resist it's pleasures, denying it's true purpose.
A funny yet thoughtful tale which brought a smile to me face. 4 stars.
i gave this book to my boy best friend who crush on me. i want him to understand whats the book will tell him to do. i like him as a friend but he keep confessing to me . so its kinda unconfortable. i just want him to be more patiention
This is a short book – a very short book – and could, in fact, be mistaken for a children’s book because of how short it is and because it is illustrated (although with the black and white stick figures, I doubt children would make that mistake). However, this is very much a book for women. It’s the story of a bar of chocolate trying to convince a woman to eat it, which might sound strange but honestly, isn’t this a story that plays out billions of times all across the world every day?
When the lady refuses to eat the chocolate, worried about the weight it will put onto her thighs, her waist and her bottom, the chocolate begins to cry and tells her being eaten is the only reason for its existence. She is denying it its life fulfilment. The moral of the story is that it’s not ladies who need chocolate, it’s chocolate that needs ladies and in eating they are performing a very great service indeed.
It’s frothy and a little bit silly, but the writing is sensual and absolutely no longer than it needs to be to achieve its level of perfection. It’s a lesson many writers need to learn.