My fondue was a fondon't

Last month I got all excited at the thought of owning my very own Chocolate Fountain. What more could any chocoholic ask for than to have my very own fountain of youth overflowing with chocolate? I found a company in the U.S.that had the home fountains on sale. I quickly got on line and ordered one and then waited patiently for 4 weeks until it arrived! In my dreams I referred to my new friend as a chocolate "funtain" as I anticipated hours of entertaining fun with my family, friends and co-workers. I bought all my fruit, cut it up into bite size pieces, melted my chocolate, called the children to the table, poured the chocolate gold into the basin at the bottom and turned on the motor... nothing happened. No funneling of chocolate through the tower in the middle, no eruption of chocolate from the top, no flowing of chocolaty goodness from the top down, no oohs and aws from the children, no sound of a motor running.



But alas it wasn't meant to be....



After several minutes of scanning the manual for problem solving answers and the children weeping, I gave up, poured the chocolate in a bowl and handed the fruit to the kids and told them it was ok to use their fingers... dig in.



Tomorrow I start my trek down the path of on-line purchases, warranties and refunds. Wish me luck. I'll keep you posted.