I believe in miracles. Where you from ? You sexy thing!

A couple of years ago I was reading Chocolat, and kept finding myself being jealous of the chocolate the lady made for customers. Then I'd realise that actually this wonderful nectar she was describing was only chocolate and thus not nearly as enticing as expected[*]. Chocolate's nice enough, but I can't get excited about it. Joanne Harris' descriptions of chocolate, however, made it sound exotic, mysterious and beautiful.

( The hot chocolate delusion )

[*] Yeah, I know, I just lost 50% of readers. Just bear with me, ok?