Am I dreaming, or am I finally reviewing candy from Turkey? It’s a cockfest no less!
Also: why are so many of my friends traveling around the globe, while I literally decompose, never farther than a 20 mile radius from my house? Feels wrong. But that’s for another day.
This bar has a great heft to it it’s not large, but it’s heavy: the promise of something good, at least in my mind. But once I opened it, I just stared at the “chocolate”. I’m not sure what’s going on over there, but…this can’t be chocolate. Doesn’t it look more like….a weird off brand dessert cookie?It’s all messy n’ stuff. But inside, there’s some combination of strawberry and potentially something crispy. I can’t be sure because it wasn’t a super pleasant eating experience. I needed to get that shit locked and loaded, and move on.
If you came home drunk at 1:00 am, responsibly driven by someone else, and this bad boy was on your counter, you’d eat it. You’d probably like it. But if you’re like me, a candy reviewer by trade, then you’d have to have some level of standards. And this….falls just a bit below our standards here. It’s messy, it’s a jumble of weird tastes, and that chocolate is definitely made in a Turkish prison, I’m sure of it.
But we’ve reviewed a candy from Turkey, yay!