
Sometimes, only chocolate will do.
Though I’ve never been as enamoured of chocolate as some, this was my thinking last Friday. Andrew and I were going away for the weekend to visit his newly-relocated parents, and I was having some difficulty coming up with a train-friendly meal for us. The nearly four hour trip up north, combined with the time frame (after work) and horrible train food made a gourmet, mobile picnic necessary. Read more…




