Danderma's Blog, page 19

Do You Take The Tiny Food Jars from Restaurants?

I’m not sure about you, but I’ve been in a situation once or twice when I’m dining at a restaurant and couldn’t resist the urge to take the tiny ketchup jar home with me. I do this mostly when I travel and where tiny and individually packaged food items might come in handy and are not usually readily available in supermarkets. However, whenever I do take something I do it stealthily, looking left and right then sneaking in the tiny cute wonder without other diners noticing. 

I’m not sure why the stealth part, I am paying for those things after all so its not really “stealing”. It’s not like I was taking the china, utensils, or the cute salt shakers. I just think its more of a pride thing, being seen taking something with you and not wanting to attract unnecessary attention, or being perceived as “cheap” or something. I always wondered if other diners did the same thing or, if they did would they feel the need to sneak in the items they take? it too or am I the only one who does?

Then one day as we sat with friends on this posh restaurant a friend of mine exclaimed how good their ketchup was -it came in a little tiny jar, it was not Heinz-. I know the brand of the ketchup she was talking about, I know its sold in the UK but I’ve never seen it in Kuwait so most likely it was imported specifically for that restaurant. As we dined she asked the waiter for two more ketchup jars while she raided the one originally placed on the table. When we were done dining, she had every intention of taking the two extra ketchup jars home and she simply, breezily, calls the waiter, asks him for a small bag to use for her ketchup jars, and the waiter smiles and brings the bag and if memory serves me right even places the jars inside the bag, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

I was impressed!

I’m not sure what the etiquette rules are regarding taking/sneaking/asking to take something you use for dining home from a restaurant, but I would never thought in a million years that I could handle the matter with such classy nonchalance! I wish I had the confidence to do that, does it all boil down to confidence? Perhaps it does, but technically you are indeed paying for those tiny cute jars, what difference does it make to eat them at the table or take them home with you, especially if you are on the move and have a long day of walking and sight seeing ahead?

What do you think? Did you ever sneak something from the restaurant table to take home when you thought no one was seeing? Or do you usually take the confidence route and ask for a bag straight away like my friend? Do you think the situation would differ for, say, an untouched complimentary bread basket or is it all the same?

The Moomin Shop

Moomins, or the valley of peace -Wadi Al Aman- as it was called, was a cartoon that was shown very briefly on TV in the late 80′s before it was taken off the air. I never really knew why it was not fully shown but in its brief air time I, and many of my peers did form quite an attachment to its characters. I’m not sure if it ran again on other channels, the Arabic dubbed one that is, but I know that it was and still is quite popular with all the now grown up children of the 80s.

Now whenever I walk around the shops in Covent Garden, London I always pass by the door of the Moomin Shop. For some reason that I couldn’t remember, I never ventured inside though and this year as I passed the blue doors by I thought to myself “Why not?” After all, 2014 is all about trying things I’ve never done before.

Then I took a step inside the very cute Moomin shop and I remembered why I never got inside before! You see on the ground floor there is nothing except pictures on the wall and a very cute looking mailbox. To get to the store itself you need to walk up a creaky wooden staircase that seemed too long for me to climb, especially since I tend to reach Covent Garden by foot and climbing up the stairs with my tired throbbing feet was not something I was willing to do. This time however, tired throbbing feet or not, I did climb!

To prove that I did this is the view of the shop’s entrance from the very top of the staircase.

I have to say that, thought the staircase was creaky and narrow I did have more and more fun with every step. Upwards I went, with every step leaving the hustle and bustle of the busy Covent Garden behind and feeling like I was actually climbing inside the old TV set of my childhood and about to join the Moomins in their peaceful valley.

By the time I made it up the stairs I was panting but quite excited! You’d never know it but the little attic-like space was chockfull of customers busy gushing over the Moomin merchandise!

I was so lost in the excitement of the Moomin shop that I actually forgot to take pictures, that and the fact that it was a bit tight and claustrophobic and I didn’t want to ruin other shopper’s experience by taking pictures but if you are a Moomin fan then its a Moomin heaven for you! I got me some Moomin mugs, a Moomin tray, and a Moomin canvas bag to use for my shopping especially in the now every popular farmers markets of Kuwait!

This is my current favourite tray and cup… the cup is not actually from the Covent Garden store, it was a souvenir from my friend Swera from a trip she took a while back but there is plenty of cups and mugs and trays and other utensils, pens, coasters, etc. all available in the Moomin store.

Oh and here is me climbing down the stairs once I was done shopping in the Moomin store and they even offer you Tax return on your shopping by the way. Visiting the shop felt like going back in time and watching a happy episode of the Moomins and this is the closest thing you can do to make you feel like a happy little child again!

Do you remember the Moomins? Or wadi el Aman? If you are a fan and you happen to pass by Covent Garden then do not miss their shop, the climb up the creaky stairs is totally worth it!

Do You Take Long in CHanging Rooms?

Ever since I was young, whenever I went shopping and had to try on clothes I would, according to other people that is, take forever in changing rooms and was always asked angrily after I emerge out “What took you so long?”

I’m not sure if I do take too long or if I’m simply surrounded by impatient people but I’ve always hated changing rooms. I prefer to shop blindly without trying things on and quickly if I may add. I can tell by the shape of a certain garment whether or not it will fit and I am almost always right, but not always. I hate shopping for pants in particular because no matter how they look they will be absolutely different when you try them on and frankly, I never ever looked at my reflection in a changing rooms mirror and liked what I saw.

I also am myself impatient. I do not go on “Shopping sprees” with girlfriends. I do not do “wait forever for someone to try something on” and I cannot stand lingering around a store that I’m not interested in just because someone I’m shopping with is looking around. When it comes to shopping, I like to do my own thing which is go on my own, wander the stores I like at my own pace, run out from stores I don’t like in a blink, and if I had to, if I had to, if I absolutely had to, take my sweet time trying out a garment in the changing room. I don’t take anybody’s opinion on what I buy, I buy what I think I like and I know what I like by a single sweep of a row of clothing and couldn’t care less what others thought of my purchases. Which is probably why I have several different denim jackets too many.

That being said, I still do not understand why I’m always accused of hogging the changing rooms for unreasonable durations of time. Perhaps because I have to put every garment I try on in the exact condition it was when I picked it from the shelves? I have to put them back on their hangers, button them all up, and I always take the garments out with me and hand them to the attending sales person, saying whether they were good or not. I do not throw the clothing on the floor and stamps over them on my way out just because someone else would be picking those pieces off the ground so if that’s why I take so long to you, you may very well excuse me for I pick up after myself.

Are you accused of taking too long in changing rooms? Or do you have a certain routine which makes it possible to whizz through changing rooms? I’m team too long for sure!

The Alphonso Mango Pancakes

Don’t you hate it when you crave something badly, and you wait until the weekend in order to have the time to eat it, and then when the weekend is finally there you drag yourself out of bed, half asleep and resisting the urge to go out for a drive in your rumbled pyjamas. You drive all the way to the restaurant, get your order, drive back home, set the table and wash your face and settle down for your long-awaited breakfast only to find out the most essential part of it was simply missing?

This is what happened to me on Friday. I was craving pancakes like mad, I’ve seen pictures of those seasonal mango pancakes served by The Cocoa Room all over Instagram  and I really wanted to have pancakes for breakfast. Going to Cocoa Room wasn’t an option, cooking some myself at home wasn’t an option either because a) I hate my dark and dingy kitchen and b) I don’t have the pancakes ingredients, not even maple syrup at home so I opted for the easy way out: McDonald’s Pancakes! And what happened when the pancakes where finally on my table and I was ready to dig in? They forgot the maple syrup!

How on earth is it possible to forget maple syrup? Its like placing a burger inside the bag without a bun. OK, its more like placing fries without ketchup sachets but it is indeed a big deal. I almost cried right there in frustration, especially since I did not have maple syrup at home and if you say that honey is the same I’m going to pretend you do not exist. I had to improvise, and by improvise I meant to hit several birds with one stroke, or on a less aggressive note, feed several birds with one handful of seeds.

The Cocoa Room version calls for layers of pancakes, with mango pieces inside, topped with white chocolate sauce, coconuts, and more mangoes. Not a big fan of coconut myself, I decided to leave it out, create my own white chocolate sauce, and find something else to top my pancakes along with the mango pieces. I had two ripe juicy mangoes waiting for me to devour, I also had a small bar of Cardamom white chocolate from Rococo chocolates of London which I absolutely adore and thought would make a great sauce!

The sauce part was easy: I just melted the white chocolate and cardamom bar in the microwave then added a hint of low fat milk and stirred thoroughly. I suppose I could have added some cream to make it more luscious but I do avoid cooking with cream at all costs.  Next, I’ve peeled and chopped the two fleshy mangoes and all that was left was to layer the pancakes with plenty of mango chunks, some crushed pecans and pistachio slivers, then top the whole thing with the white chocolate sauce and sliced mangoes.

Et voila!

It was as easy as one two three! No maple syrup? No problem as long as you’ve got mangoes and chocolates in the house!

And it was good! The cardamom was an interesting touch, although I could have made do with another bar of white chocolate for the sauce itself. The cardamom and the pistachios gave this dish a hint of a traditional and Ramadan-esque feel to it, I cannot wait for the arrival of the holy month of Ramadan this June if god grants us to live until then.

Not only did I have one marvellous breakfast, I also turned the table around and changed the lack of maple syrup to my advantage. This is how it went:

Bad thing: McDonald’s forgot Maple Syrup.

Good things that happened because of that bad thing:

I still ended up having pancakes for breakfast.
I turned the boring old pancakes into my own inspired version of Cocoa Room’s pancakes.
My pancake version had no coconut, which I don’t like.
I found a new way to incorporate mangoes into my breakfast
I had a nice post with decent pictures to publish on my blog. Had I had the good old Mcds pancakes I wouldn’t be here typing this up.

 

You see what I mean? New positive approach to life and all that! Lesson of the day, when life forgets your maple syrup, bring out your mangoes and enjoy the ride

Visiting The Black Pearl Boutique

If you are looking for a unique accessories and jewellery pieces in Kuwait then I know just the place for you. I usually am not a fan of “traditional” Jewellery for, though filled with bling, are a bit too stuffy and tad old fashioned or if you’d like to rephrase the description, boring for my taste. Walking into The Black Pearl’s boutique was another story all together for the sleek black and white spacious spot at Lily Centre in Shuwaikh was both modern with just the right vibe of quirk.

The first thing to catch my eyes were these metallic bangles and according to the sweet owner Lulu Al-Mishary, they are amongst her best sellers indeed! One can never have enough bangles in ones arm.

Then you notice the big black votive burning away near the cash register and alongside it the black wrist models. I like the calming effect to the boutique’s atmosphere added by that dancing flame. Candles somehow warms up a usually cold and stark modern interior, that is the case to me anyway if I’m making any sense.

Where was I? Oh yes, the wrist wrap bands on those wrist models! I have one of those that I bought a while ago and I love, just love bracelets that wrap around your wrists. They somehow bring out the delicacy in ones wrist and make you feel thinner.

There were plenty of different coloured ribbons and different pendants to choose from at the boutique! The choices are endless!

Looking for head accessories? You know, the things you use to decorate your hair and/or forehead? There are plenty of those around in many shapes, sizes, designs, and stones! I remember looking for these with a friend of mine a while back, we drove all over Kuwait looking for them for she wanted to wear one at a wedding she was invited to. Now we don’t have to look any further.

They also stock the black rubber Cartier-like bracelets that I know a couple of friends where looking for a while back plus a smaller black and gold version that can be used as key chains.

And there were more fun and modern pieces by different designers. I liked the matt finishing on these rings and earrings designed by Maria Black.

I actually didn’t know where to look for wherever I turned there was something that caught my eye! Sadly, my camera was acting up on me and most of the pictures I took turned out to be either fuzzy, blurred, or plain horrible but here are some of the pieces that caught my eye and survived my moody camera.

My personal favourite piece? This Superman necklace! How awesome is that? So very me indeed and exactly the reason I think that shopping at the funky Black Pearl boutique is different and lots of fun!

It was a pleasure meeting the boutique’s owner Lulu Al-Mishari yesterday! Thank you dear Lulu for your warm welcome and hospitality, your boutique is lovely indeed! The Black Pearl Boutique is located in Lily Center, Shuwaikh Industrial Area and are open from 10 AM – 10 PM daily except on Fridays. For more information and for orders -they ship worldwide- you can check their website (link), email them at info@BoutiqueBlackPearl.com , or follow them on instagram (@BoutiqueBlackPearl).

Alphonso Mango Tarts from the Pastry Shop

Its not everyday that you get a knock on a door followed by a delivery of delicious desserts that are inspired by yourself. Yes, apparently my adoration for Alphonso mangoes was so tangible, it manifisted into an inspiration for this mango alphonso seasonal tart, how mind blowing is that? I hope my excitement doesn’t come off as gloating, I don’t want to sound like a cow, but I’m really both happy and honoured to be muse of the week and I wasted no time dealing with my inspired tarts.

It was a lovely lazy weekend afternoon and I had decided that I wanted it to be a weekend of doing absolutely nothing except lounge on the couch, have a Sherlock marathon, and eat alphonso mangoes. Then upon the arrival of the alphonso mango tarts I knew my relaxed weekend picture was complete, all I had to do is brew me a pot of strong Earl Grey tea and I was set to go.

I have a dessert related confession to make… I think I like tarts more than cakes! I think I’ve always did, ever since I was a child. This mango tart brought back memories of the peach tarts we used to get from Al-Alamiya bakery in the 80′s where the tart base was laced with a thick layer of chocolate and the canned peach slice was decorated with a chocolate star. However, this mango tart tastes ever better because its a MANGO tart!

I mean look at those thick, juicy orange hued slices of mango on top of the tart, bursting with mango juice and all the goodness that comes from a little orange fruit called a mango. Not any mango, mind you, an ALPHONSO mango! If you’ve never tried an alphonso then you haven’t had a mango, its as simple as that.

Then there is the little single raspberry nestling beside the mango slices, with a long little min leaf as well. And once you take a big bite with all three -mango, raspberry, and mint- together you know you are actually having something that deserves to be called a treat. The three work, then again I love all three.

The really good thing about the Pastry Shop’s tarts? The base is quite light and flakey and is actually the only tart base I consume. I usually scrape the toppings off the base and leave it because I don’t like the base but not in the case of the Pastry Shop’s tarts. Have you ever tried their lemon meringue tart? Or their killer banana cream pie? You absolutely should!

Another thing I love about those tarts? The custard creme filling thing. Can you see the vanilla dots? You know its good when you can see evidence of an actual vanilla pod being used. You can also see marks where I sank my teeth into those juicy mango slices. Oh my.

The tarts go well with a pot of strong Earl Grey tea and please be warned, you might want to consume more than one. Actually, you might want to consume more than one dozen since alphonso mangoes are involved but for the sake of your waistline I suggest you try and stick to one. Perhaps two. OK three at least.

Thank you Chef Yasmine Al-Abdulgafhoor for those gorgeous and much beloved tarts, they were the highlight of my weekend afternoon tea! The Danderma inspired alphonso mango tarts -I couldn’t resist- are available as long as the alphonso mango season is here and sadly its coming to a close so if you want to try them and I do recommend that you do then you must do so quickly before the season is over! You can order your pies by contacting The Pastry Shop on +(965)-97305858 , email them on thepastryshopkw@gmail.com, like their facebook page (link), follow them on Twitter (@ThePastryShopKw) or on Instagram (@ThePastryShopKw).

P.S. If I’ve ever inspired you in any positive way, please do share and make my day! There are days when you need a little pick me up and those words of encouragements of yours do make a difference to me. Thank you Chef Yazzy, you’ve made my week on many levels  :*

Movie Review: Transcendence

Its been a while since I’ve watched a movie trailer and decided I really, really wanted to watch the movie itself. The idea of the movie Transcendence was alluring and ticked all the right boxes for me: starring Johnny Depp and Rebecca Hall and Morgan Freeman, Artificial Intelligence being used, a dying scientist who uploads his entire conscience into a machine to save him, and something that goes terribly wrong afterwards. What’s not to look forwards to? 

As a said, I’ve been waiting forever for the movie to be released and I had very high expectations for it but I was left a bit disappointed. Transcendence is the kind of movie you’d want to watch in the cinema and after you’ve watched it once, you know you wouldn’t want to bother watching it again. For one thing, the pace of the movie was a tad too slow and dragging at some scenes then too quick and in other scenes. Then when the computer evolves, it evolves to the point of becoming the Terminator meets Frankenstein and just gets to the point of being absolutely ridiculous!

I don’t want to spoil the movie for your, you should go watch it and form your own opinion but I am warning you, you may be bored by the end of it all. In my humble opinion the story is very good and had so much potential, perhaps a remake in the far future might make me want to watch it again but not anytime soon.

Cinnamon Buns at The Nordic Bakery

Do you ever have this feeling that you are caged and just want to be let free? Put somewhere on earth that you love and just want to wander around, aimlessly, until your feet are too tired to take another step, and then crash into the nearest chair and stay there, gazing at the world go by until the throbbing in your feet is somehow lessened?

That is what I usually do when I travel. I love to put on a pair of comfy shoes and just walk, wander, explore, take that turn no one usually takes, and just keep on going. When I finally crash, I prefer to crash quaint little place with, preferably, an excellent coffee to sip and that was the case exactly one Monday morning on the very last day of March 2014, when I stumbled through the doors of The Nordic bakery.

You know you are in for a treat when you walk the uber modern yet cosey little cafe, there is a very Ikea-esque feel to the place and you know, just know, you would want to crash on a table here and relax uninterrupted for quite a while.

Once you approach the counter your eyes fall immediately on the fat voluptuous cinnamon buns nesting snugly in a basket and you realise, suddenly, that you’ve been starving all morning and that those sticky looking treats are exactly the thing you need right now to replenish your waning energy.

No treat is complete without a cup of coffee on its side and this time I needed the frothy comfort of a cappucino to be present with my cinnamon bun.

The presentation of my order was simple, very to the point, yet quite appetising. No mess, no fuss, no over loading your table with plates. Clean, basic, and again very Ikea-esque. Nothing pretentious about it at all, exactly how I want my imaginary coffee house to be one day. Remember my dream of old, of having my very own coffee house? Yes, it comes and goes but it is still there somewhere.

Oh back to the Nordic Bakery, the cappuccino was perfect. Perfect froth, perfect balance between milk, froth, and espresso. You know a cappuccino is done right when you take a sip and realise the milk is frothed to the point of being sweet itself and therefore you’d drink it that way, settling for the subtle sweetness of the milk and chocolate powder and not needing to add another sugar granule to the balanced cup.

And the cinnamon bun, oh the cinnamon bun. The outer layer was a bit hard, but once you’ve cracked it open you are met with the softest, most delicious cinnamon and melted sugar on fluffy dough ever. You must try it, if you ever find yourself wandering the streets of London you must pass by and try it. One is not enough by the way but I did force myself to settle for only one.

I couldn’t resist adding a slice of cheesy spinach quiche to my order, just in case I needed something savoury to balance out the sweetness I’ve just consumed. It happens to me all the time. Not a fan of quiche but there was something about that slice that called out to me and it did not disappoint at all that afternoon.

Now, I’m chained back to reality, suffocated by routine, and all I want is to put on my comfy shoes, wander the streets of London, and stop at the Nordic Bakery for a cinnamon bun. Alas, all I can do now is wait for my next vacation to escape away. Can’t there be a profession where all you do is travel the globe and actually enjoy your trips?

The Nordic Bakery is located at 14A Golden Square, London just off Carnaby Street. There is also a lovely garden right across from it where people were hanging out calmly, playing ping pong or talking. I’d love to sit there one day with a bagful of cinnamon buns and sink my teeth into them, one by one. One day, one day.

Trying Starbucks New Hazelnut Macchiato

Its been a while since I’ve stepped foot inside a Starbucks, especially after the enforcement of the very annoying customer name taking policy. However, there are days when you need something familiar to ground you and a Caramel Macchiato from Starbucks anywhere on the planet is just the thing. My current favourite drink which also happens to be my favourite cold coffee drink is Starbucks’s iced skinny triple shot caramel macchiato and while in London I needed a little pick me up so I went into Starbucks with the every intention of ordering myself one. Standing at the counter, I noticed new macchiato flavours I haven’t seen before: vanilla, hazelnut!, plus good old caramel.

Needless to say the Hazelnut spoke to me from the ad pictures, asking me to order it at once. I of course did, one tall skinny hazelnut macchiato with a little macchiato loyalty card that gives you a free one for every three macchiatos you enjoy!

There was a generous amount of hazelnut syrup drizzled on the face of my fluffy macchiato, and as I sat down to enjoy my cup I could detect the strong whiffs of hazelnut wafting off my hot drink, engulfing me in a warm delicious air, like the smell of freshly baked cake with hazelnuts at home. I am not a fan of nuts on their own but when baked within dessert, caramelised and added to a salad, or added to a drink syrup style, they can be the most wholesome thing ever!

Needless to say the Hazelnut macchiato was my favourite drink during this past trip to London and I dare say that I miss it. How hard can it be to bring hazelnut syrup into Kuwait and introduce the hazelnut macchiato? I didn’t try the vanilla, I expected it would be boring and the vanilla flavour would be all lost in the coffee flavour especially with my double and triple shot habits, but the hazelnut is strong enough to hold its flavour and delicious enough to provide a new kick to a Starbucks favourite.

I wonder when it will make it here though, then again it took them forever to introduce the gingerbread latte and I’m still waiting for the VIA instant coffee sachets to make an appearance in Kuwait so I don’t suppose it will be anytime soon. Do give it a try if you are in a place that serves it, if you like the caramel macchiato you might like it as well.

Personalizing my Very Own m&ms

I’ve been to the m&ms store in London several times ever since its opening in 2011. However, after the third visit it somehow loses the novelty and you begin to avoid the doorway packed with screaming children and hassled tourists like the plaque. This year however a friend asked me if the London store did m&ms personalisation and I was skeptic for I’ve asked them when they first opened and they didn’t but then I promised to check when I did pass by.

And there I was, on the last day of March 2014 walking past m&ms world store in Leicester Square when I saw on the glass display that they did indeed personalise the m&ms. Even if I hadn’t seen the sign, the unmistakable scent of melted sugar and chocolate wafting out of the door left no doubt that something was indeed cooking inside the store and that something was chocolate. Therefore I decided to go ahead, follow the signs to the personalisation area, and get me and my friend some personalised m&ms or our own. 

The personalisation process was as easy as one-two-three and started by deciding what did you want printed on your m&ms. You get to choose fonts, whatever you want it to spell, and any little graphics to your fancy available on their computer. They had some about London, things like birthday or Halloween, and for some reason a Star Wars graphic theme. Its everything Star Wars wherever I went in London this year!

You’d think something like The Avengers or The Hobbit or even Spiderman would be plastered wherever you go but it was Star Wars that I found and Star Wars it was for me -my friend got the London theme-. In my humble opinion a Sherlock theme should be added to the London ones available. Just saying y3ni.

Now the pictures are not that clear because my husband was in charge of taking pictures and there was a long line of people customising their own m&ms. Plus he was using his wretched Samsung phone for taking the photographs. After you select what you’d like written on your m&ms you select the size, a small cup for me and my friend, and then go pay and get a little slip of paper with a barcode and a plastic cup. Next, you get to fill your cup with whatever colour combinations of m&ms you like and I didn’t take long choosing mine at all. Lime green -my favourite colour- with spring hues of baby blue, fuchsia pink, white, and yellow m&ms.

Next, you take your chosen m&ms and stand next to a wall where you scan the ticket with the barcode on it. Once you do, you wait for the “Deposit your m&ms here” sign to light up before proceeding to the next step.

When the sign is lit up, you place the m&ms in a hole in on the wall and wait for a green light to go on. Its so easy yet so much fun!

Then a green light goes own, merely seconds later, and your cup should be placed back in a little pillar before pressing on the green light. Et Voila, your personalised m&ms are churned our, dancing their way back to the cup with the smell of melted sugar and chocolate wafting out! So… much… fun! Hunger inducing as well.

And you are done! The entire process takes about 5 minutes and once you are done personalising your m&ms they are taken away to a plastic bag and wrapped up for your to go. You can choose to place the m&ms in special plastic cases, which cost extra, and I’ve purchased a heart-shaped one for my friend to place hers in but I kept my cute spring-hued m&ms in their good old plastic bag

Ta-da! How do you like my personalised m&ms? One said my name “Nadooya” another my blog Name “Danderma”. A picture of Yoda there plus Yoda’s famous quote “May the force be with you”. I should have made myself some Sherlock ones, saying this like “Sherlocked”, “The Game is On”, and perhaps “The Solar System!”.

Personalising my very own m&ms is one of the most fun things I’ve done in a while and is something I’ve been wanting to do since forever, especially after my friend Jacqui had distributed customised m&ms for her birthday! The process is fun, its fast and straight to the point, but at $15.99 for a tiny cup of m&ms it wasn’t cheap but if you are planning on having m&ms for a party or an occasion giveaway I expect you’d be paying more that that for boring chocolate anyways.

My only problem now? I don’t want to eat my personalised m&ms! If I eat them, they will be all gone! I know I’m supposed to eat them but then they will be gone! I’m eating a few each day and am not planning on finishing them up anytime soon. Do m&ms spoil with time? I sure hope not! m&m’s world is located in Leicester Square, London. Opposite Mcdonalds.

P.S. British m&ms taste as good as American ones! The ones we got in Kuwait suck though!