Come away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o
Three days to Christmas, so loosen your belts, there’s a lot to eat before falling asleep in front of the Queen!
Someone’s getting a Gilly treat!
Oh no, there’s an awful lot left, what shall I do?
Whatever you do this Christmas, have a very happy time x 🙂 x
“You can tell a lot about a person by the way they handle three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.”
Maya Angelou
Okay but darker would be better
. . . of these do you think I can eat?
There is no competition, Lindor Extra Dark are my very favourite chocolates. Last year in Florence, I found the Lindt shop and of course I was forced to try some flavours that I hadn’t seen before. They were lush and I wouldn’t turn any of them down, but chocolate should be dark to be taken seriously.
Now, I’ve tried all sorts of expensive chocolate with high cocoa percentages and they are lovely even when there’s barely any sugar.
But these Lindor still win.
Although they’re dark, they’re still sweet.So how many of these heavenly treats can I eat?
I think I’ll leave you guessing . . .
Chocolate heaven a whole Lindt shop!
Another favourite chocolate, made in Kernow.
After a few hours shopping in Totnes yesterday, I really needed a sit down with a hot drink and a cake. So my friend and I went to the Green Café,  ordered hot chocolate, and a rock cake to share. While we were waiting I spotted this sign 
 http://www.kascare.org/ and thought okay I can do that. 
Then the drinks arrived 
Or rather the ingredients 
So I had to stop knitting 
and start mixing
But in the end it was delicious. Have you ever had to mix your own hot chocolate in a café? It was certainly different for me, but at least it proved it was the real thing and not some instant stuff!
The rock cake was pretty good as well but it wasn’t around long enough for a photo 🙂
‘It’s winter here in the UK and we need comfort!’ Tea, coffee, hot chocolate or . . .
Quite right Julia we do. Here is my response to her prompt.
Spiced comfort
‘Tea, coffee, hot chocolate or?’ these few words uttered by the softest voice were a pleasure to his ears. He chose hot chocolate.
‘Milk, dark, white, with marshmallows, cream on top?’
He frowned, ‘Just dark please.’
‘Mint, mocha?’ he was getting irritated, since when did a hot drink become so complicated?
‘No thanks,’ he sank into an armchair to wait.
She called across, ‘Spice? Ginger, chilli?
His mind whirled, spice? hang on, I remember now. . .
‘Don’t suppose you’d have cardamom?’
She gave him the thumbs up, ‘Two minutes.’
The rich, fragrant liquid permeated his senses and he relaxed.
Ahh, now I’m home.
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Julia says, ‘As Easter is nearly with us and the shops are bulging with it,’ the prompt is:
…looking at all of that chocolate…
Golden Pods
I stood looking at all of that chocolate and was carried back in time to my childhood home. Then I didn’t know what chocolate tasted like, I just knew the yellow pods had to be harvested and sent away, so that children in other countries could have something called Easter eggs. But eggs came from chickens.   I asked if a chicken was inside. I covered my eyes as father took a machete and aimed, I didn’t want to see a baby chick cut open. Bang, and then there was something creamy. I put my finger in and tasted, so this was chocolate? But what about the eggs?
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Lucid Gypsy 