Fun and timely NYTimes article on we North Americans who are painfully aware of the superiority of British chocolates, and just how crap the American equivalents are.
In the days before baggage restrictions, my grandmother’s visits to Toronto were made with two suitcases: One was for clothes, but the second was choc (ahem) full with Minstrels, Maltesers, Munchies, Flakes, Double Deckers, Yorkies, Penguins, Frys, etc. (And for those who couldn’t understand the fuss, we also had one or two boxes of This entry was posted in Food/Cooking and tagged chocolate, comparisons, squee, yummy. Bookmark the permalink. Both comments and trackbacks are currently closed.