The chocolate eye is watching you!

There are some shops that I both love and hate at the same time. Ikea is one of them, love the Scandinavian genius at work in flatpack homewares, but I really hate the simultaneous feelings of being both lost and trapped in their giant maze.

Another place that does a similar thing to me is the cheese room at Richmond Hill cafe & larder. Not lost, just trapped.

How many times have I been there to buy just one or two superb cheeses and walked out with several plus an appallingly huge hole seared into my credit card?

It was obvious to me that more discipline was required. In a Tony Abbott* kind of way, I really had to save myself for other, different pleasures.

Then the bastards started setting traps.

After magnificently managing to curtail my cheese selections upon my last visit, some devious prick had thought to subvert my honourable intentions, by placing a tasting plate full of the most delectable chocolate pieces right at the cash register.

Dear God, I ask you, is that fair? Coles and Woolworths would be proud of you.




Seduced I was.

It was such an innocent taste too, but my tastebuds lit up, sending a huge surge of delicious signals to my brain which was busy self congratulating on its cleverness in not succumbing to temptations of the cheesy variety.

This wasn't good chocolate, it was great chocolate. Perhaps it's the blend of white, milk and dark that does it, but the flavour is extraordinary, coating the mouth with chocolatey goodness offering real depth of flavour and as smooth as Michael Buble's voice.



How good is it?

Well, truth to say, this is my second attempt to let you know about it. The first time, my family fell upon it like a pride of lions in a feeding frenzy.

It comes in these hand swirled slabs, each one is uniquely different, but you may not care about that once you taste it.

Get onto it, it's the real thing.

*Tony Abbott is the leader of the Australian opposition and has become known for his, err, interesting Catholic ideas.