Chocolat comes to Santa Barbara
But, unlike the shop in the movie, this one didn't have that warm, welcoming feeling. It lacked the magic of warmth amongst humans of all walks of life. Yeah, the interior colors were chocolatey enough...and there were chocolate this and thats...and the obligatory French posters on the wall...but I was not made to feel welcome by the woman behind the counter. I couldn't even ask the price of the interesting looking truffles behind the glass. When someone looks up and down at you like you were "scum" and ignores you, in such a small shop, you tend to want to take your business elsewhere.
And no Johnny Depp sightings, to boot.