Yesterday Eva (WINOLJ) and I went to the chocolate festival at Nordiska museet, and got home with... lots of chocolate. We ended the day at her place, with a plate of nice little tapas (ham, spicy little sausages, two different cheeses, marinated garlic cloves, sun-dried tomatoes), good bread, plenty of water and four different dessert wines (a good Moscatel de Setubal, which Eva described as "liquid sunshine", a Port, a French white wine and a sweet Sherry). And 13 or 14 different pralines, truffles, and ganaches — I'm afraid we rather lost count, but among the fillings were cardamom, three different mints (in one ganache), chili, passion fruit, blueberry, and blue cheese.
We didn't really get drunk on the wines, as we drank in small sips over a few hours and had lots of water and food in between, but I'm not sure anyone would have noticed:
Eva: "That's a mighty good truffle. Do you remember what's in it?"
Me: "Goodness. Lawful goodness, even."
Eva: "Must be."
Me: "So what would a chaotic evil praline be, then?"
Eva: "Hmm... garnished with salmiac?"
Me: "...and pitch black dark chocolate, filled with Sambal Ulek?"
Me and Eva together: "Yuk! That's evil!" (Both fall about with laughter.)
After we'd discussed whether Lindor is just one of Lindt's trademarks or if the name is used elsewhere (we finally found out that the little part of Beleriand that survived the War of Wrath is called Lindon), we kept talking about Tolkien for a while (whether there were Orcs fighting against Sauron, among other things1), until I went home and she went to bed.
In conclusion: a day and a lot of money well spent.
1 There is possible textev for this:
All living things were divided in that day, and some of every kind, even of beasts and birds, were found in either host, save the Elves only.
— JRRT, excerpt from Of the Rings of Power and the Third Age in The Silmarillion
Which means there should be Orcs fighting together with the Last Alliance. Maybe Orcs who escaped from the War of Wrath set up a civilisation far off in the North-East where Sauron's arm didn't reach, and joined forces with the Elves to avoid getting subjugated again. (Our hypothesis is that, in the general confusion after Gil-Galad fell, they were all slaughtered by their would-be allies, not all of whom were aware that they weren't Sauron's grunts, and that the Elves were too embarrassed to speak of this debacle afterwards.)
[EDIT 2016-12-12: Looking back, it's obvious that we had a strong connection even then, although it took us years to understand it.]