Fraize... a printing error or just Bonnat trimming, tribbing, & popping some blanc snizzle in da hizzy? In either event, not of a garden cherry variety but a wild fraise (French for 'strawberry') with a 'Z'. He himself acknowledges, in big bold letters on the wrapper (click image at right to enlarge), "la tablette de confiserie qui ne se prend pas au sérieux" (a candy that doesn't take itself seriously). And then advises "pour croquer ("for eating")

In that spirit, let's get right down to it: brouter le gazon aka 'chocolingus'.

The kind of fruit bunny that would rouse the balladeer François Villon. He the French poet, barroom brawler, vagabond, thief, & lady killer.

In his Ballade des Dames du Temps Jadis ('Ballad of Women of Yore') he asks "Mais où sont les neiges d'antan?" ("Where are the snows of yesteryear?") Bonnat answers with this bar. Fraize -- probably what pre-inspired Villon to exclaim “I’m so wild about your strawberry mouth...”

Mais oui, it'd get him off his slow tempos & everyone else off their leaden ass to sing La Bouche's "Be My Lover" track in a karaoke bar.