My main issue with the packaging is that I don’t know what it is.

GET IT?!!  😀 😃 😄 😂 😆 😇 🙃 😜

1 Star for being super fucking clear on what I’m eating here. Like, a complete 180 from last week’s Sucre de Rouen review.

On the other hand, I’m not actually getting what I thought I was supposed to be getting. It could be me – this wouldn’t be the first time I didn’t know what I was doing – But I assumed I was getting fudge that looked like this:

(Thank you Chowhound.com for the pic)

And instead I got “fudge” that looked like this.

Which looks kinda good, I agree, but there ain’t no chocolate inside. And I, incorrectly I guess, assumed that when you get fudge in a famous candy maker’s package, you get chocolate. Instead I got a slightly caramel-like tasting soft fudge-lite thing. The chocolate on the outside? I get. And it tastes like Cadbury chocolate, and I like. So we’re good there. And honestly, these Fudgey bars aren’t bad at all. They’re fine. Totally eatable, and I wouldn’t throw them out. But “fine” is really only an adjective we want to use to describe how we feel after a possible injury: “Holy shit. Did you break your arm?” “No, I’m fine.”

There are various sizes of these, which I appreciate. The ones I ate are part of the “Snicker minis” size family. (Not their real family name, numbnuts, I made that up.) Cadbury makes big Fudge bars too. Also, it appears from internet trolling that if you are British, then you grew up on these, and you absolutely love them. Which is wonderful. I’m all for nostalgia – Hell, I love me some crap childhood candy; Lik-m-Aid comes to mind – But that doesn’t mean I need to really like these Fudgey things. So please, British friends and fans, I love you. And please: love these, even if I don’t.     K?Thanks.