We have pretty tins here too. I was shopping at my local market and I came across this. Forget the chocolate, it was the tin that caught my eye! I told myself I could take the chocolate innards to the office where they're all addicted, and keep the tin.
Back home, I opened it and to my utter surprise, no chocolate pieces but...a bunny! (Can you picture several chocolate-loving desk editors tearing away at it? I can! They would be making sympathetic noises, but they would still eat it.)
