One by one, the spiral machine lays down milk bars on a conveyor belt. As tempting as it is to lift one of these milky goodness off the belt and dig in, they aren’t ready yet. The rites of passage, we are told, involves a dark chamber, where the milky delights will be given a cool chocolate bath. And indeed, when they emerge a few seconds later, at the other end of the long tunnel, they are plumper, but with a chocolate glaze that even Roald Dahl would approve.
