We got to the factory about half an hour late for our 3 p.m. tour, and also brought along an extra person for whom we hadn’t made reservations. After receiving a dirty look from the girl at the desk, we were ultimately given our hairnets and allowed to catch up to the tour. Apparently, we hadn’t missed much—only a couple of samples and a bit of chocolate history.I was surprised to see almost 30 people crammed into the little room where the tour started, all trying to load up on free chocolate. Our guide was far from a seasoned pro. She had only been there a couple of months, and a good tour guide comes only with practice—even at a chocolate factory, the material can become dry fast. By the end, she was warming up to us (or maybe it was the chocolate buzz kicking in).Located in the old Redhook Brewery, the factory is hotter, louder, and more uncomfortable than the Wonka factory, but getting to see them make their tiny confections (Theo’s version of truffles) by hand is neat. When the tour is over, you’re ready to bound upstairs to the cozy cafe-type showroom and buy as many confections as your pockets can carry or your wallet can afford. Some tour-goers continued the sampling right out the door, asking the girls behind the counter if they could sample every confection under the glass (there were about 30 different flavors). The girls were obviously used to this kind of savage free chocolate gathering and felt free to tell the greedier ones they were running low on that particular flavor.My favorites of the day were the Chai Phinney Bar, the ginger confection, and the Theo Ghana Dark Chocolate Bar (though at 6 bucks a pop, that one would have seriously put a damper on my budget).