The air's getting nippy, wool caps are starting to come out of the wardrobe and I'm starting to be able to see my own breath. That means just one thing. Hot. Chocolate. Delivery. Motherhubarrrrrrrrrrrrrrd.
I drank enough of it last year
to send me into withdrawal for a week and I've been waiting all year to do it again, except more
. So this week, I had Ele.Me
deliver me nine hot chocolates in the space of one hour. (Obviously we don't advocate ordering a single cup of hot chocolate and being a wasteful suck on the environment: ORDER FOR EVERYONE.) Which one reigns supreme?!