Chocolate temptation

A small chain of chocolate shops have been opening in our area over the last year or so, called Hotel Chocolat. I may have regailed some of you to tales of the God of Eastereggs that pennski got me earlier in the year from there.

Well, I found out from one of my colleagues that they also do a Chocolate Tasting Club.

The idea is that you pay about £15 a month or every two months, and they send you a variety box of chocolates. Each of the chocs has a full description of what is in them and what inspired them. As you eat them you are asked to rate each type of chocolate out of ten, plus the opportunity to make additional comments. They use this feedback to find out what does and doesn't work and decide what to make available in their shops.

How could we resist an idea like that? It's like performing a public service, but with chocolate!

In case any other similarly weak-willed people think this sounds like fun, then the web site is http://www.hotelchocolat.co.uk

Pottering

I'm still in the office at 6:45 this evening, but no I'm not chained to my desk slaving away.

It's actually our team Christmas meal this evening and there really isn't any point in me going home, so I've just been pottering about, doing some bits and pieces but not exactly straining myself!

pennski was supposed to be coming with me but alas she is not well, lying it bed at home with a horrible sore throat. It's it supposed to be her Christmas meal tomorrow night, but somehow I don't think that that is going to happen. Hey, ho.

Last year it was me that missed all my Christmas meals because I was ill, this year it seems to be P's turn.