In the perfect world, talented people who love to make stuff would just, well, make stuff and get paid. Take Philippe Lewis, aka Fuzzy Philippe. The Berkeley chill-space designer and sometime stiltwalker packs freaky love and an even freakier Burning Man vibe into his chocolate truffles: square, imperfectly shaped nuggets filled with some of the most luscious ganache we've tasted. They have the rickety charm of the homemade and a fine edge of intensity. The peppermint-cayenne ones cool mint with a chile afterburn are Burner-trippy, but other flavors are subtler. Raspberry truffles are softly tangy, and rose-flavored ones breathe the old-fashioned air of rosewater. They run between two and three bucks each, plus shipping and handling. While you also can pick them up yourself, beware: They're fiercely perishable. Fifteen minutes in a toasty Subaru and Fuzzy's edible love gets a little soupy.