A mash-up of mischief & mayhem. Acidity as clear as day; sunburst orange pucker w/ tongue-burn, & every degree of it: sweet/sour/citric/tart/zest/flaming/rocket fuel. So way over the top it shreds the envelope & gets taste-buds jumping in triangles.
Appearance 4.6 / 5
|Snap:||dry wall plunk|
Aroma 6.9 / 10
Skittles action: OJ concentrate & candied almonds
Mouthfeel 9.3 / 15
|Melt:||gack; picking stuff out of the teeth for days|
Flavor 33.6 / 50
blastic Hi-C gush: a barrage of line-drives... orange -> orange -> orange -> sugar -> more orange -> marzipan emerging in the backdrop... gradually comes forward -> rebuffed by an exacto knife laced w/ volatile citric acid just splicing the palate to make eyes water & obliterate vision -> saffron, conscripted somewhere in there, fighting for flavor, obtains a small purchase against disarmed chocolate -> ricochets back orange peel & pulp
Quality 14.1 / 20
Tropicana OJ a veritable stud trying to fit into a skimpy suit. 1 way to meet the RDA for Vitamin C. On the upside, it's all pretty real... very little of it fake delicious.