Palo Alto (2014, Gia Coppola) | Buy Tickets
There’s a line in Gia Coppola’s feature-length debut, Palo Alto, that compares alcoholism to eating an entire Whitman’s Sampler. I don’t think anyone is capable of eating an entire Whitman’s Sampler. That’s not because the entire contents of the classic box of chocolates would be too much to conquer, but more because there is always some grossness hidden in every box like a syrupy land mine. Cherry cordial? Get the hell out of here with that nonsense, Mr. Whitman.
In any case, here’s our Chef, Michael Franey, on what he’s packed into our own Whitman’s Sampler. Order one up and watch James Franco mack on a fresh young teenager.
Chef Franey: “Three different kinds of house made truffles make up our version of a Whitman’s Sampler: Chocolate that’s mixed with peanut butter, chilled and rolled in salted peanuts; Dark chocolate mixed with amaretto, chilled and rolled in Valrohna cocoa powder; and the third is white chocolate mixed with Oreos, chilled, and then rolled in more Oreo cookies.”
— Kris King (@KrisKingTornado)