The Chocolate Diva.....
Lecia Duke
only “benefactor” is her God given, creative gift that
translates into everything she touches.
This is a woman who LOVES to see people enjoy a
loving, sensual, breathtaking, one of a kind experience,
when they taste her chocolates. Her Quintessential
chocolates are simply the best of the best. I can assure
you; Lecia Duke has definitely earned the crown of
Chocolate Diva. But how did all this evolve? Is there
a correlation between chocolate, creative energy,
craftsmanship and love? Is there really a difference
between chocolates? Oh; dear ones, I assure you…
there is!
To understand this phenomenon, we must take a look
at how this all began. Lecia Duke started her journey
in life, surrounded by creativity, intelligence, and love.
Her father was an engineer and her mother an artist,
so it made logical sense that Lecia would combine the
best of both worlds, and become an architect. She
graduated from the University of Houston, Magna Cum
Laude, first in her class, with a bachelor degree in
architecture.
Is life all about achievement? If you ask Lecia Duke, she
would probably say: no. I believe her heart would say:…
Life is about …love: pure and simple…love.
But, what IS love? Love could possibly be the most
illusive emotion known to man. We would be lying if we
said we didn’t think about it all the time-that love didn’t
matter-that we didn’t need love. In Lecia’s case, I have
a sneaking suspicion that her ability to GIVE love is the
most important desire in her life
You may be asking yourselves, how does love translate
into CHOCOLATE? How did chocolate Diva, Lecia
Duke, build an International chocolate empire that
spans over a quarter of a century? Money, you say?
Investors? A benefactor? I don’t think so. In fact, I would
say that the power of love and a servants’ heart, built
Lecia’s ministry of Chocolate-yes, ministry. Lecia’s
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Her talent propelled her into the first female position
in the design department of Morris Aubrey Architects,
where she worked after graduating. But “logic” was
not enough to keep this amazing talent in architecture.
Being an Architect never fed her soul. Lecia states: “
As a child, I would go to my Mothers art studio where I
would paint, do leather tooling, or make fire pottery.
My father taught me the mechanical, logistical, and
analytical side of life. He taught me sheet metal
drawing at eight years old so I could make pots and
pans out of construction paper for my doll house. I had
the best of both worlds. But it was in my mothers’ art
studio, that I learned to express the language of the
soul.”
Through art, Lecia assimilated a consciousness of
creativity that became an expression of her true self.
She grew to believe, that art is a gift, and should be