Stef P.
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If “chocolate emergency logistics” were an Olympic sport, Del Oro would take gold.
On a previous trip, we toured the Del Oro chocolate factory and learned how they make their chocolate. Translation: we learned that REAL white chocolate actually exists. The kind made with cocoa butter, sugar, and milk solids. No cocoa powder. No nonsense. No imposters. Once you taste it, everything else is just sweetened lies.
Fast forward nearly two years. My son has not forgotten this white chocolate. Not once. Not subtly. On this vacation, his entire wish list consisted of exactly one item: Del Oro white chocolate. Transportation quotes to get there? $30–$50 USD. I briefly considered explaining “inflation” to a child… and then contacted Del Oro instead.
They took my order and delivered it straight to our hotel. Smooth. Easy. Magical. Frankly, heroic. I may never emotionally recover from how simple this was.
The products are phenomenal. All of the chocolates are dangerously good. The hot chocolate mix is rich enough to make you question your life choices. The body butters and lip butters? So good they blur the line between “self-care” and “I need backups.” The tour itself is genuinely educational and fascinating, even for people who mostly came for the snacks.
The staff are warm, helpful, and a joy to talk to. You can tell they care about what they make, and it shows in every single product.
If Del Oro ever launches a website or online store, please send help. I would be financially ruined, happily, immediately, and without regret.
Cannot recommend this place enough. Take the tour. Buy everything. Try to leave without dreaming about their chocolate later. You won’t succeed.