I am back in Edinburgh for a few days - long enough to savour some more of the chocolate I have been dreaming about since my last visit:
It is produced just round the corner from my house by the Stockbridge Chocolatiers (who appear to be very internet-shy, but can be seen in this photo), and is possibly the best chocolate I have ever eaten. Every bar is wrapped in rice paper reverentially tied with a ribbon. The one above, Crystal Pink, conceals little delectable salt crystals. Its accompanying descriptive slip makes the inscrutable claim that it is 'inspired by the Italians', a people I myself have not found to be especially salty. I have also sampled their chocolate mint, which is flecked through with silver leaf.
In addition, I have been making pleasant progress along this knitted highway, of which more later.
