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"Rosa Bell" - Irish Creme-infused
white Belgian chocolate and
strawberry ganache with a hint of
rose, enrobed in a couverture of
white Belgian chocolate and an
intricate hand-painted rose

Silverheels Mountain, Fairplay, CO

Silverheels - crystals of gold nestled in a
Jack-Daniels-infused dark vanilla- chocolate
ganache, enrobed in a couverture of Belgian
dark chocolate and capped in hand-painted
Belgian white chocolate.

Known as the "Harlot
with a heart of gold",
Silverheels was
famous for her caring
sacrifice for the
miners suffering from
small pox, as well as
her beauty and
dancing skills. For
this the local miners
insisted a visiting
surveyor name a
prominent mountain
after her.

Painted hussy Rosa
worked in a bordello in
Cripple Creek, CO. In time
she left the life of harlotry
and also convinced her
friend Lizzie, whose
husband married another,
not to return to
prostitution. She lived to
age seventy-eight. Rose,
reminds us to blossom
above and beyond the
thorns that we encounter
in ourselves and others.

"Mattie Silks"
Brandy and Pistachio flavored dark
Belgian chocolate ganache, enrobed
in a couverture of Belgian white
chocolate, topped with pistachios and
drizzled with dark chocolate.

The first truly notorious madam of
Denver. Her appearance was so
renowned that at least one folk song
surfaced about the illustrious harlot.
Despite her portly appearance, she
was described as blonde and
beautiful. You could say that
Mattie's character bore its black
marks, but she also provided food to
those who were down and out.
Sometimes she even sheltered them
in the tent she had formerly used as
a brothel. It seemed as though
everyone trusted her. She purchased
a ranch at Wray, to raise orphans
and abused little girls and also kept
her twenty-one racehorses. There
was a sweet spirit in the heart of
harlot Mattie Silks.

"Mexican Jennie" -
Dark European vanilla
chocolate center spicedwith
three Mexican chilis, covered
in dark chocolate and dusted
in 100% Belgian cocoa

Jennie was born to parents of European
and Mexican descent in 1881, in Trinidad,
CO. She migrated to Cripple Creek to work
as a barmaid and dance hall girl where she
was left and widowed by her first two
husbands respectively. Her next
patron-turned-lover, an El Paso Mine
worker, drank constantly and beat her
when she didn't earn enough money.
Neighbors often overheard the two in hot
arguments.

On Christmas Eve 1913, in the midst of a
beating, Jennie shot her lover dead with a
revolver and left town. She swam the Rio
Grande River into Mexico headed for
Chihuahua City. Within a matter of days an
unrelenting sheriff successfully tracked
Jennie down, then finagled and bribed to
get her back across the border. At her trial
in Cripple Creek, Jennie pleaded innocent
by self-defense but was found guilty of
murder. She was sentenced to life
imprisonment in the Colorado State
Penitentiary, and subsequently known as
prisoner #9178. She died of tuberculosis in
1924, a victim of domestic violence and the
justice system.

"Tar Baby Brown" -
espresso-infused milk
chocolate ganache, tarred in a
couverture of Belgian dark
chocolate and topped with
coffee beans.

In about 1905, a sad-eyed mulatto
woman named Dorothy "Tar Baby"
Brown arrived in Silverton. Born in
Chicago, Tar Baby had been raised
in an orphanage. Despite being
one of the toughest girls on the
line, Dorothy eventually married
Frank Brown, who was on the
police force, finding happiness after
years of degradation and racism.
She died in 1971, the last of
Colorado's legends in lace.

"Cock-eyed Liz" - Amaretto*
infused dark Belgian chocolate
ganache, enrobed in a couverture of
Belgian dark chocolate, topped with
cockeyed almonds with a dark
chocolate drizzle

*a diminutive of the Italian amaro, meaning "bitter",
indicating the flavor lent by the bitter almond. The
flavor is enhanced by sweeteners, (sometimes
sweet almonds), therefore, the liqueur's name can
be said to describe the taste as "a little bitter".

Kansas-born Elizabeth arrived in Buena Vista in
1886, with fancy dress and painted face. In no time
she'd built the finest brothel within a hundred miles
which she called "The Palace of Joy". One Saturday
night, the blow of a brawler caused permanent
damage to one eye, hence her nick-name
"Cock-Eyed Liz".

In 1897, she gave up the "pleasure" business and
married Alphonse (Foozy) Enderlin. The wedding
took place in Fairplay on October 4th, and they lived
happily ever after! Imagine the leading madam of the
town becoming a respectable citizen and openly
living as a faithful wife in her former palace of joy.
She let go her lavish wardrobe in favor of plain house
dresses, and snatched up her curly brown hair in an
ordinary knot. She made the extraordinary
conversion without moving away, changing her
background or hiding her past.

As the years slowly took her health, "Liz" confessed
to her housekeeper, "I was married when I was
thirteen years old to a man old enough to be my
father. He put me in a "house" and made me
become one of "the girls". I used to run away, but he
would always find me and bring me back. He would
beat me so badly, that I finally gave up. Years later I
became a madam. I couldn't help myself when I was
young, but, oh, all the little lives I've destroyed -
that's what I'll have to pay for - all those little young
lives."

At 72, she died of a heart attack. Even then, with all
her remorse and after 30 years of respectable
marriage, it is said the churches in town
refused to hold services for her. Isn't that cock-eyed!

"Ethel Ayers" - Natural orange
zest infused Belgian milk
chocolate ganache, enrobed in a
couverture of Belgian dark
chocolate and topped off with
candied orange slice

Ethel Ayers arrived in
Cripple Creek from
Leadville in 1912. She
was originally from South
Dakota. It is reported that
she migrated to Florida,
where she spent the
remainder of her days.
Perhaps she enjoyed
orange truffles?

"Addie" - A black Belgian chocolate
ganache, enrobed in a couverture of
Belgian white chocolate and drizzled
in dark chocolate stripes.

Denver's very first "white"
prostitute was said to be Ada
Lamont, a nineteen-year-old
beauty who married a young
minister and came west with
him in about 1858. Lo and
behold, midway through the
trip the minister disappeared,
along with a young lady of
questionable character. Ada
arrived in Denver alone-but
with a whole new outlook on
her situation. "As of
tomorrow," she said, "I start
the first brothel in this
settlement. In the future my
name will be Addie Lamont."
She laid aside her virtue and
off she went to the dark side
of life. History doesn't reveal
where she finally landed.
Maybe she'll find a place in
you!