With these iconic words ringing in my ears I set about to become the chocolate king I had always dreamed off.
I won’t lie; I have grand ambitions to be the next Willy Wonka.
So with these expectations of grandeur and the craving of chocolate goodness (which has been building up as I watch everyone around me gorge on mini eggs, crème eggs and a plethora of other chocolaty delights) I set out on Easter Sunday to make my own chocolate … sans recipe.
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