food ‘Lindt balls have taken over Christmas. I won’t stand for it.’ Tara Watson

These days, Lindt balls monopolise Christmas and you can’t disagree.

Whether they’re found in gift boxes under every Christmas tree, adorning most table settings, and filling up many office bowls throughout December, you will find these devilish balls. 

Growing up, Christmas was a time when there were loads of different seasonal sweet treats present. There was Roses, Milk Tray or the now-defunct Whitman’s Sampler chocolate boxes (yep, I’m that old), and just loads of different chocolate treats that people would indulge in over the holidays. 

But these days, Christmas is overwhelmingly dominated by balls, balls, and more balls.

Enough is enough.

Whether they’re classic Lindor truffles, or dark, hazelnut, white, or (God forbid) strawberry and cream, if you celebrate Christmas then there’s no doubt that Lindt balls will appear during at least one of your celebrations, or most likely, all. 

I’m not totally hating on Lindt chocolate. I’m the first to buy a Lindt bunny when they undoubtedly hit the shelves precisely two minutes after Christmas is deemed done. 

I’ve been known to scoff down a block (or two) of Lindt, shoutout to the Salted Caramel block which has got me through some real hard and hungry times.

Lindt is not the problem. It’s those goddamn balls.

Lindor balls were first released back in 1949, with the name Lindor combining the brand Lindt and the French word “or” which is synonymous with luxury.