Pour Some Sugar On Me, Vol 3

Kasugai – Strawberry Gummy Candy

These are are another fruit (no pun intended) of my local supermarket’s frankly bizarre stocking choices. I took a photo with no intention of buying them (£1.20 for 45g of sweets is bloody steep), but a few comments extolling their virtues on Facebook forced my hand.
A return trip was taken. A purchase was made. Another weird product was discovered – these 73% lizardfish stick things

Anyway, to the sweeties.

I tore the bag open, and was instantly hit by a strong, sweet whiff. This despite the small packet inexplicably having one of those reseal clip things at the top (is anyone going to fail to finish a 45g bag of sweets?).

I poured the contents out to see what I was dealing with – they were a touch bigger than I expected, and therefore there really isn’t many to a packet, mine had 9. They are VERY squishy. Much more than, say, Haribo Starmix dummies, which to my mind are the gold standard of gummy sweet texture. They are even more squishy than the red and black berry-jelly things you get at cinema pick n mix stalls.

With pen for scale

The flavour – strangely far less intense than the smell, which carried a faintly chemical nose to it as well. The very soft nature of the sweets was actually not all that bad, but has left a strangely tingly feeling in my teeth, like they’ve been cheated of a few chews and are having a moan. I hope that makes some sort of sense.

Do they taste of strawberries? Actually, yeah, kind of. I’ve had freeze-dried strawberries before, on an ice-cream at a very posh restaurant, and this really is quite close to that flavour. Not actual strawberries, but it’s something. Like the echo of strawberries after a scientist beat them up in the back room behind his lab, they just want it all to end. Maybe that’s why they’re so soft?

Anyway, I digress. Are these nice? Yes, reasonably. Would I buy them again? Hell no. £1.20 for 9 ok sweets? Good god. The midget gems at Tesco are 25p for 200g, I prefer the texture, plus you get a variety of flavours. And Haribo of all shapes and sizes are generally about a quid a bag in most places these days.

All in all, curiosity sated, but these don’t deliver the high octane sugar rush they’d need to justify that sort of price.


(Value 1/10)

Pour Some Sugar On Me, Vol 2

Kit Kat Chunky – Cookie Dough 

I’d spotted these a few weeks ago, and instantly fancied checking them out. I’ve not had a Kit Kat in years, maybe decades, but the cookie dough factor really piqued my interest.

So tonight, on a late trip to Tesco to sate a light snack craving, I grabbed one at the checkout and brought it back to Casa Santero (where the magic happens, as they’d say on Cribs).

After working my way through some rather odd Japanese corn crisps and some bog-standard Tesco jelly beans that I’m quite fond of, the main event came round.

These relatively small chocolate bars clock in at a pretty hefty 224 calories, so I was hoping to be wowed. On opening it, I was met with two big blocks and a little divot to help snap it in half.

So far, so predictable. From snapping it I could see the traditional Kit Kat wafer filling. Whatever. Give me the cookie dough.

Bite 1. What is this bullshit? The cookie “dough” is solid. Not dough. More solid than a properly cooked cookie, which as everyone knows, should only break after passing a 90 degree bend. It’s brittle, firm, a little granular, and claiming it to be cookie dough in the way the public understands the term is a bloody lie.


Cookie dough my arse

My flat mate seemed strangely unmoved by my effing and jeffing, so on I ploughed. Maybe it was a mistake on that bit? Nope, all the same. Kind of like set icing that’s been left for a while and is a bit too dry. The chocolate itself is the kind of nasty cheap milk chocolate that I struggle with unless there’s something genuinely interesting within (like Boost Bites, for instance). This was sickly and unsatisfying. 


The core concept of Kit Kats remains sound – the wafer really adds a lovely crunch to the bite. I’ve never been sold on the “chunky” concept, the traditional flat multi-fingered bar is a classic that takes some beating. I’m sure there must be a dark chocolate version out there I’d love.

Bit these cookie dough imposter? This should hang its head in shame and jog on.