Bridgewater Chocolate are delicious, gourmet, American-style chocolates with European-quality ingredients and recipes. We offer a variety of chocolates including turtles, toffees, caramels, truffles, peanut butter patties, hazelnut pralines, and more. Enjoy indulgent favorites from Connecticut’s best chocolate company.
Hours
| Sunday | 11 AM–6 PM |
| Monday | 10 AM–7 PM |
| Tuesday | 10 AM–7 PM |
| Wednesday | 10 AM–7 PM |
| Thursday | 10 AM–8 PM |
| Friday | 10 AM–8 PM |
| Saturday | 10 AM–9 PM |
Address and Contact Information
Address: 12 LaSalle Rd, West Hartford, CT 06107
Phone: (860) 570-0707
Website: http://www.bridgewaterchocolate.com/
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We offer a variety of chocolates including turtles, toffees, caramels, truffles, peanut butter patties, hazelnut pralines, and more.
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Shazbo
Bridgewater Chocolate offers exquisite artisan, handmade European influenced premium quality chocolate. The shop is inviting and beautifully set out.
Caroline was a gem and had a wealth of knowledge about chocolate which helped us a lot. The bonus is that you can try the chocolates before you buy. It’s the first chocolate shop we have visited that is completely alcohol free.
We only went in for the Chocolate Covered Orange Peel but ended up also purchasing the Hazelnut Toffee Dark & Milk, Chocolate Covered Roasted Coffee Beans, Creamy Peppermints, Dark Chocolate Sticks, White Chocolate Bark and Dark Chocolate Caramels!!!
So far I have only tried the Orange Peel and it’s absolutely delicious. The chocolate is of exceptional quality. Looking forward to trying the rest!
If you are in the area Bridgewater Chocolates is a must visit. Even if you aren’t it’s still worth visiting (we drove down from Western NY).
It’s a shame I can’t post any videos to show the whole selection of what’s on offer.
There is paid parking outside.
… moreCaroline was a gem and had a wealth of knowledge about chocolate which helped us a lot. The bonus is that you can try the chocolates before you buy. It’s the first chocolate shop we have visited that is completely alcohol free.
We only went in for the Chocolate Covered Orange Peel but ended up also purchasing the Hazelnut Toffee Dark & Milk, Chocolate Covered Roasted Coffee Beans, Creamy Peppermints, Dark Chocolate Sticks, White Chocolate Bark and Dark Chocolate Caramels!!!
So far I have only tried the Orange Peel and it’s absolutely delicious. The chocolate is of exceptional quality. Looking forward to trying the rest!
If you are in the area Bridgewater Chocolates is a must visit. Even if you aren’t it’s still worth visiting (we drove down from Western NY).
It’s a shame I can’t post any videos to show the whole selection of what’s on offer.
There is paid parking outside.
diandrea logan
This place is so awesome I absolutely love it. I came here yesterday to get my mom some chocolate for Valentine’s Day. Everyone was so very helpful. I highly recommend this place. I definitely will be stopping by again to support. God bless you all
… moreB C
European style chocolate first time here and couldn’t help try almost all they had to offer. The hazelnut toffee is so good and caramels are silky/dense, not what you find it the store (maple syrup consistency). Will definitely come back.
… moreAshley G
I’m really not one to splurge on chocolate, so I was hesitant to try this place. First time visiting and I had no clue what to buy for my Mom & Dad’s anniversary. Caroline, the manager, was AMAZING. She helped me pick everything out, made me laugh the whole time, and turned what could’ve been a stressful stop into something fun. The chocolates were great, but huge shout out to Caroline for making me comfortable.
… moreElle F
I buy these chocolates regularly. One star based on today’s experience. Yesterday, I spent $42 there for 11 pieces of candy. I wasn’t paying attention as she packed them. Three of them were the wrong item. I went back today to get the correct three items. They did not help me at all and told me I could contact their corporate office. Make sure they are actually packing what you asked for.
… moreSophia B
I have recently received a box of these chocolates for my birthday. Wow!! The best chocolate I ever had. Can’t wait to purchase more!!
… moreColby
His name was Barry “Sepsis” Baxter—everyone called him that, even his mom. Forty years old, living in a dim apartment that smelled of cocoa butter and antiseptic.
Barry loved sepsis more than anything. More than breathing. More than chocolate, though he ate it like it was oxygen—dark bars stacked on his nightstand, wrappers crinkled into little sculptures of bacteria. He’d melt a square on his tongue while reading *Sepsis: The Silent Symphony*, whispering, “Mmm, this is better than truffles… but still, nothing beats endotoxemia.”
He had posters: cytokine cascades in red ink, neutrophils doing victory laps, a framed photo of a septic patient labeled “My Hero.” Books everywhere—dog-eared, annotated, one even had chocolate stains on the page about septic shock. He’d lick his fingers clean, then trace the diagram like it was Braille. “See? That’s where the body just… explodes. Beautiful.”
He didn’t date. Didn’t travel. But he did have a ritual: every night he’d eat a chocolate bar—slow, deliberate—while reciting mortality stats. “Twenty percent. Like, that’s higher than a lottery win.” He’d giggle, short and sharp, then sigh. “If only I could *be* sepsis. Then I’d never have to leave it.”
One Thursday, after a dental cleaning, he felt the fever start. Sweet. Slow. Like warm fudge sliding down his spine. By Friday he was in the ER, skin shiny, pulse thumping. “Sepsis,” the doctor said. Barry’s eyes lit up. “Yes. Yes!”
He didn’t fight. He just lay there, grinning, while nurses pumped fluids and antibiotics. “It’s happening,” he murmured. “It’s finally happening.”
And then—strange thing—he started to… melt. Not metaphorically. Literally. Skin softened, turned glossy brown. Arms drooped like taffy. His voice went thick, syrupy. “I’m… turning into chocolate.”
The room froze. A nurse dropped a tray. Barry laughed—wet, happy. “See? My body knew. It wanted to be perfect. Sepsis and chocolate. Together.”
By Saturday morning he was a puddle on the bed—dark, smooth, still warm. The monitors flatlined. But his last words, before he liquefied completely? “This is… the best… death… ever.”
They never figured out how. Maybe the infection mixed with all that cocoa in his blood. Maybe he willed it. Either way, Barry Baxter died exactly how he dreamed: wrapped in sepsis, tasting like bittersweet heaven.
And on his dresser? That gold neutrophil—now half-melted, like it was crying chocolate tears.
… moreBarry loved sepsis more than anything. More than breathing. More than chocolate, though he ate it like it was oxygen—dark bars stacked on his nightstand, wrappers crinkled into little sculptures of bacteria. He’d melt a square on his tongue while reading *Sepsis: The Silent Symphony*, whispering, “Mmm, this is better than truffles… but still, nothing beats endotoxemia.”
He had posters: cytokine cascades in red ink, neutrophils doing victory laps, a framed photo of a septic patient labeled “My Hero.” Books everywhere—dog-eared, annotated, one even had chocolate stains on the page about septic shock. He’d lick his fingers clean, then trace the diagram like it was Braille. “See? That’s where the body just… explodes. Beautiful.”
He didn’t date. Didn’t travel. But he did have a ritual: every night he’d eat a chocolate bar—slow, deliberate—while reciting mortality stats. “Twenty percent. Like, that’s higher than a lottery win.” He’d giggle, short and sharp, then sigh. “If only I could *be* sepsis. Then I’d never have to leave it.”
One Thursday, after a dental cleaning, he felt the fever start. Sweet. Slow. Like warm fudge sliding down his spine. By Friday he was in the ER, skin shiny, pulse thumping. “Sepsis,” the doctor said. Barry’s eyes lit up. “Yes. Yes!”
He didn’t fight. He just lay there, grinning, while nurses pumped fluids and antibiotics. “It’s happening,” he murmured. “It’s finally happening.”
And then—strange thing—he started to… melt. Not metaphorically. Literally. Skin softened, turned glossy brown. Arms drooped like taffy. His voice went thick, syrupy. “I’m… turning into chocolate.”
The room froze. A nurse dropped a tray. Barry laughed—wet, happy. “See? My body knew. It wanted to be perfect. Sepsis and chocolate. Together.”
By Saturday morning he was a puddle on the bed—dark, smooth, still warm. The monitors flatlined. But his last words, before he liquefied completely? “This is… the best… death… ever.”
They never figured out how. Maybe the infection mixed with all that cocoa in his blood. Maybe he willed it. Either way, Barry Baxter died exactly how he dreamed: wrapped in sepsis, tasting like bittersweet heaven.
And on his dresser? That gold neutrophil—now half-melted, like it was crying chocolate tears.
Alexandra Stanley
Love these chocolates! MacKenzie packaged up my order, and she did such a great job. Amazing service!
… moreSnehal
Loved the dark chocolate I bought from here. It’s not too sweet & has good texture. Shop is very pretty too.
… moreKatharine Thomas
Absolutely delectable chocolate! They had a variety of giftable as well as ready-to-eat options. The employees there were so sweet! Will definitely be returning.
… more