America

May be the land of the brave and the free, but it is certainly not the land of good chocolate. For some acutely inexplicable reasons, the America palate is entirely unfamiliar with what chocolate ought to actually taste like, and all their proffered offerings are uniformly sweet, sticky and yucky. It is an unfortunate circumstance of history that Hershey was the purveyor, or should I say corrupter of the noble bean, in an industrialised fashion (I mean really, have you ever tasted the aberration that goes under the name of Hershey's kisses??? They actually have the cheek to call it chocolate! Fortuitously, I remembered just in time to ask for chocolate sauce on the side as the unattractive gloop that came along in a little bowl would have destroyed the otherwise fulfilling crepe filled with strawberries (although the red syrup that it was coated with was rather unnecessary, but there seems to be an urgent need to infuse sugar in as many locationes of your plate as possible). However, I will say that they have done rather a marvellous job of sticking whipped cream into aerosol cans. A perfect contrast to tart flavours and fluffy too..... Take two women with voracious appetites and it can only mean one thing....... oh yeah!