Winter Calls for Comfort Food

While I was in Berwick this afternoon, trying not to freeze to death or blow off of the city walls and into the sea (and then retreating into a café with my walking buddy for an Earl Grey warm-up), the junior and senior master chef were feverishly concocting.  I'm not sure what these gooey chocolate parcels were, but I can tell you that my personal custom pizza with cauliflower crust and caramelized onion topping was moreish in the extreme.