I know I was a long way from home but I bought a bar in Stop 'n Shop super store in Connecticut.

The thought of a chocolate bar got under my skin. The first hint of trouble began when I unwrapped the bar, expecting a chocolaty smell, my nose twitched at what I can only describe as an odour of burnt rubber.

Undaunted I took a bite.

Bleah! URGHHHH!, OH My God. Somebody has collected elephant droppings, mixed them up with some tyre shreads, and sprinkled it with cocoa powder. Absolutely delicious!

I hope you find a bar because it only takes one bite to cure you of wanting another.