I've always thought of Ritter Sport as a curiously retro candy...enjoyed by women with Farah Fawcett hair...and men with exorbitant amounts of chest hair accessorized by odd medallion nestling in its luxurious midst. That, however, was before I happened upon their miniaturized brethren...
For those times when you want something sweet...just not very much of it...
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