The other day, I was walking around West Village on a chilly afternoon enjoying the cool front that had just come through when I started craving a warm latte. The cold does that to me. As soon as it gets below 65 degrees, suddenly only chai/pumpkin spice/caramel lattes will do. Either way, I happened to stumble upon Chocolate Bar, and it was at that moment when I knew that a warm beverage wasn't going to do the trick alone. I needed gourmet chocolate.
After indulging to the point to where I'm not exactly comfortable sharing, I napped a few picture on my way out of the "bar". For me, it's the quintessential NYC shoppe. Cute. Unique. Never disappointing.