My mum used to work in a town where they make a kinda popular chocolate in middle Europe, like small step up from store brand type stuff (milka, in case anyone’s faniliar). She’d always bring home their factory shop ‘mystery chocolate’ that was very openly literally this: the bars right after they’d switch flavors, and they would be a non predictable mix between the two. I loved that stuff more than the actually store bought chocolate as a kid because you’d genuinely never know what you’d get. They came in these super non distinct plain white wrappers too, which added to the charm.
My mum used to work in a town where they make a kinda popular chocolate in middle Europe, like small step up from store brand type stuff (milka, in case anyone’s faniliar). She’d always bring home their factory shop ‘mystery chocolate’ that was very openly literally this: the bars right after they’d switch flavors, and they would be a non predictable mix between the two. I loved that stuff more than the actually store bought chocolate as a kid because you’d genuinely never know what you’d get. They came in these super non distinct plain white wrappers too, which added to the charm.