"A Chocolate Orange was my best gift this year, and here’s the story of why…A Chocolate Orange for Christmas.
As far back as my memory allows (which, depending on the day, could be 41 years, or somewhere around 10 minutes), there was a Chocolate Orange in my stocking on Christmas day. Milk chocolate, because that was my favourite; I couldn’t stand dark – or plain, as it was called in the Seventies. I remember how my ‘tap to unwrap’ wasn’t enough at first, so I must have been small. Either that or I just got more desperate for the chocolate as I got older. And my favourite part was never the segments, but what I liked to think of as the core – that sometimes flaky, sometimes crunchy middle part that I would never give in to until the rest of the orange was finished."