When we walked in, a one year old boy was in Grandma's arms behind the counter: a family business. Even better, one bite and I was transported, eyes closed and completely unaware of my surroundings, to chocolate heaven. Exquisite. The box only made it home because it was out of reach in the back seat. Once home, I find myself not wanting to eat anything after one of these truffles...don't want to lose the lingering taste in my mouth. Sighhhhh.