Wandering down the aisles of a gourmet 'health foods' store one day, I spied a can of something called Schokinag. It was labelled: European drinking chocolate. Extreme dark. I bought it.
It's evil stuff. I still haven't figured out how to completely blend the little chunks of chocolate powder so my hot chocolate comes out a bit crunchy. Do I care? Uh, no. I even add extra tablespoons. Yes, I live recklessly at times.
Still, Schokinag doesn't match Starbuck's hot melted chocolate drink, which I rate as beyond evil. Alas, I no longer do Chantico anymore. 800 plus calories per serving is a bit much for a mom who spends too much time in front of a computer screen. Else you'll have to roll me away like Veruca Salt in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.