In we went and paid. WHAT A BLOODY WASTE OF MONEY!!! The most horrendous statues made of chocolate lined the halls, tacky and awful and then rooms and rooms of cups used to drink chocolate over the ages.
WHO CARES ABOUT THAT??? There was an impressive display of white chocolate statues, made by a russian artist, I didn't get the name, as I was distraught that they were in a glass cabinet and so I couldn't lick them...
I wanted to see sweets on conveyor belts, a friendly fat chocolate maker singing as he dipped his finger in the liquid and then rows and rows of chocolate sweets would fall from the ceiling into my waiting mouth...
Instead a young bespectled choclatier told us, in six languages, how to make a praline sweet, in about six minutes and then ushered us out as the next group came in... I was so disappointed, but consoled by the token tasting as we left the building... with a gob full of chocolate its hard to be downcast for long!
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Damn! I thought we had warned you about that.
When we finished up there was twenty minutes until the demonstration so we abandoned without a sample...
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