Color:	soft brown w/ light purple ray
Surface:	fine front finish; back beat badly
Temper:	luminous suet
Snap:	feminized; sanded edge

refined yet raw: sharply acrid & acidic as if fresh-picked right off the wet forest floor; w/ laser focus / full penetration

Texture:	creamy thick
Melt:	elapsed

ingrown fat -> forestry -> buttered nut -> mealy starch -> salt kicks it & initially fogs already obscure flavors, then berry pops thru for an insalata di frutta explosion -> mineralizes thin vintage-balsamic stream which rimes opening notes into a full blown bag of peanuts -> evasive cream ending

What it lacks in clarity it makes up for in conjuring unicorns & other woodland creatures that aren’t, or could be, or perhaps maybe, or actually are... there. We can discuss good balance, slightly short ferment, & firm roast. Those & other techniques are just logistics. This is no longer mere processing for Domori but mental landscaping, brain teasers, & memory associations with visioning poetic suggestions. He has gotten away from cacáo by going deeper into it... downloading codes from ancient DNA files, mating them with different matches.