Weak at birth, then tossed in a bog struggling to survive like a microbe on life-support; just when seaweed’s about to carry it away & wash it all down to the River Styx, the good elf appears with some nice chocolate ectoplasm.
Appearance 5 / 5
|Surface:||perfect pop art mold; once again, religiously faint fluid image of a vine on the back|
|Temper:||best of Sirius’ set; lustrous, even radiant|
|Snap:||sharp click loosens a grainy interior|
Aroma 6.6 / 10
dust / mold / moss / lint / hay diametric to black sand / coffee tar pit; highly epigeal & might be weirdly, strangely comforting... if you’re a hobbit
Mouthfeel 10.4 / 15
|Texture:||gritty, gummy & clumpy as a plucked-out reindeer’s eyeball|
|Melt:||active lava tube turns to mudflow|
Flavor 42.8 / 50
caramel sits & twists in a bog -> some kind of alien-chocolate weakling struggles vs dulse & peat in a molasses swamp -> rounds-off spatially into sweet deep-field cocoa
Quality 15.5 / 20
Dutched to the core making it uni-dimensional with textural issues. Still, an alluring contrastive anatomy in black & white between cocoa & cane; chocolate ‘n sugar.