Chocolate and ice-cream coma

Last night my lovely friend Donna - of the new Scream-licious ice cream brand - cosied up to a local chocolate maker  - for a tasting.

There was the darkest chocolate, studded with fruit and chilli and dripping with alcohol. It was like a pom pom wave from the God of Good Food. Along with collecting more calories at one sitting than anyone has a right to, I also spent the rest of the night in a sugar coma. Divine...