I have several [crazy] friends who don’t like chocolate. Just plain “don’t like it.” However, I think Mary & Matt’s Chocolate Editions will make splendid props in my tirade to set them up for a lifelong romance with chocolate. Chocolate Editions celebrates chocolate as an edible art form, and I absolutely adore the idea of modernism that is always fresh and always delicious. Each chocolate bar in the collection has  been re-imagined from an eclectic array of influences, such as the typically dull pie chart, and the family favourite Neapolitan ice-cream.

Chocolate Editions by Mary & Matt is a celebration of the candy bar as a perfect pop object. Launched in their home kitchen as gift ideas for friends and family, Chocolate Editions quickly grew into a full line, created to indulge our taste buds. Mary & Matt use the highest quality ingredients and craft their chocolate bars in small, handmade batches. Death by chocolate is imminent…

Mosey on over to Mary and Matt’s website, where all of their deliciously artful candies are on display: www.chocolate-editions.com. Select Chocolate Editions products are available at Third Drawer Down www.thirddrawerdown.com/shop.

- QH guest blogger Micheala Tam

A Man Without A Moustache Is Rather Like A Woman With One.

A couple of weeks ago I attended a pirate themed party, where I succumbed to the masculine mystique of sporting a [stick-on] moustache, and oddly enough I enjoyed every moustachioed minute. So I’m sure you couldn’t image the ecstasy I was in when I discovered Peter Bruegger’s www.peterbruegger.com “Moustache Mugs” on Third Drawer Down www.thirddrawerdown.com. I no longer have to worry about a case of a sweaty upper lip, an unforeseen costume malfunction or disconcerting stares, and I can now effortlessly enjoy masquerading behind a character moustache while sipping on my evening tea.

Every mug has a different design on each side, and you can choose between the Fu/Magnum, the Mustafa/Chaplin or the Maurice/Poirot. I think I’ll be opting for the Maurice/Poirot. Poirot had a pretty fantastic egg-shaped head and his meticulous mou was the pinnacle of cool. And as the legend goes, Hercule Poirot does not sweat.

- QH guest blogger Michaela Tam