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Of course, these sweet treats have just about your entire caloric allowance for one day enrobed (don’t you just LOVE that Madison Avenue lingo) in champagne frappé with creamy Swiss chocolate and dusted lovingly with powdered coating.

I generally eat about six before someone wrestles the green bag out of my hot little hands. Sometimes, they have to break out a taser.

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Okay, we’re keen on this batch of confection perfection. We adore the concept–take your favourite pic (a la Anya Hindmarch and morph it into a chocolate etched confection. Gotta admit, cool idea. Of course, living in Florida (or Tokyo at 42C, thank you very much) may have it’s dry iced drawbacks.

We bought a few ice wrapped yen assortments as party favours, of course, you might prefer baby Alice or your wedding in Milk Chocolate glory. Worth a look. Yen for Choc?

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Men’s Pocky. Not to be confused with the transgendered Pocky that JAL dishes out at snacktime.
Hummmmmmmm.

I don’t really get it. I tried asking a JAPANESE MAN about it, he just blushed and turned away. I must be missing something. Does this stuff belay secret powers of virility? (I hope so, because the birthrate in Tokyo rates in the negatives).

I ate some. I’ve yet to sprout hair on my chest, begin tearing out Hustler pin ups OR find myself strangely drawn to Nascar. Oh well. It may take time. I’ll let you know. In the meantime, Pop Me a Cold One.

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