We have been staying in the arse end of nowhere this week, down a dirt track in the jungle. While it has it’s good points, it’s meant a lot of driving. So we’ve started listening to audio books on our many trips up and down the volcano and to and from the capricious lava flow.
We’ve heard all of the BFG and have just started on Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. The latter generated lots of conversations along the lines of “Wouldn’t it be cool if those trees were made of sugar?” and “Look! That’s just like a giant gobstopper.”
This morning, as part of our Auntie Mabel goes global programme, we decided to visit Big Island Candies, a biscuit shop that according to the trusty Lonely Planet, has a window onto the factory floor. As it’s Sunday, we assumed that the factory would be shut, but at least the shop would be open. And it’s in between the waterfall and the beach, so why not?
As we got out of the car, Dickon said, “I hope they have free samples”. He wasn’t disappointed. We opened the doors to be greeted by a sight of Christmassy wondorousness, with sparkly red decorations dangling from the ceiling, trees covered in bows and red and white striped paper chains everywhere. And a friendly lady handing out samples. We wandered over to look through the large windows into the factory and were happy to see a small production line of ladies dipping all manner of things in chocolate. “It’s just like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory!” Dickon gasped, and it really was. Except the staff weren’t knee high and orange, but other than that…
And then we noticed the samples. On the shelves, next to each product, was a bowl with samples. We tried everything, as you do, and there was very little we didn’t like. Minty brownies, lavender biscuits, shortbread in every guise, macadamia popcorn. They were all good.
There was a section for products aimed at the many Japanese tourists who visit Hawaii. These didn’t look quite so appealing, chocolate covered dried squid would be particularly challenging I think.
After trying everything once, Dickon went back for seconds and started emptying bowls, so we left before we were chucked out, but only after buying some minty brownies.
In the car on the way to the beach Dickon said “that is the best place in all of Hawaii.”