#11 - Marabou Japp HazelNut

It is a sad fact that ignorance and bigotry are given free rein while reason and understanding are shackled to truth. That is probably not how one would typically begin a candy review, but there it is.

Political correctness aims to remedy the bigotry part, generally with ineffectiveness (I'm reminded of old cartoons, where the hapless hero is in a leaky boat, covering one leak with a finger, hand, or foot, only to find another leak spring up), and often enough going a step (or several) too far with ridiculous results. You can't force a hateful person to respect others any more than you can stop internal bleeding with a Band-Aid.

That being said, I do think we all need to be more respectful of others (particularly those we may not like for one irrational reason or another), because, really, respect says a lot more about the giver than the receiver.

Whew. Heavy stuff.

There are plenty of instances where offenses are legitimate. On the other side of the coin, we have imagined offenses due to ignorance. It is for this reason that you're not likely to find today's candy making a big splash in America, as it is Marabou's Japp HazelNut:

Perhaps the most affirmative candy you'll ever come across (with hazelnut).

Now, one might see this Swedish treat and think that Sweden is being culturally insensitive. After all, it wouldn't be the first product with a questionable name (Cherikee Red comes to mind). But there are no such shenanigans going on here. Most English speakers (I assume; I have not interviewed them all and taken a count) do not realize that the letter 'j' was originally just a form of 'i', and a good deal of languages still give it the sound of a 'y'.

In other words, it is pronounced more like "Yapp," and translates to "Yep," which may be just as offensive in its stupidity. I think "Would you like a Yep candy bar?" is bound to be followed by a "Nope." Even with the hazelnut.

Aside from the lameness of the name, the package has a pleasant design. The gold wrapper appeals to the greed flowing from deep within the heart of every consumer, and the artist's rendition of the candy shows some talent. Bad graphics of sweets are a surefire way to curb one's appetite. It's not the best wrapper design I've seen, but, all in all, a commendable job.

I've gotten used to ingredient lists making me feel stupid.

A quick glance is enough to let me know that my foreign language skills have failed me once again. I see percentages, so I know there's 50% of something, and I assume the 20% of hasselnötter refers to hazelnut (then again, it may nöt), but that's little to go on. At least the "best before" date is legible, and well into the future.

This amusing commercial would seem to indicate that the Japp HazelNut is meant to be an energy bar. Normally that would scare me, but I believe the Power Break 3 shared that intention, and that ended up being quite good, so I won't give up on Marabou just yet. To further its case, Marabou is owned by Mondelēz International, Inc. (formerly Kraft Foods Inc.), which has proven to put out some decent candy. Things are looking up!

While the ingredients still mostly elude me, I feel I should be able to read the nutritional information easily enough:

Chock full of energy! Or is that fat?

There are 155 Calories per 30g, and the package is 60g, so it is a total of 310 Calories. That's quite a bit for the size, but I guess that's where all the "energy" comes from, right? Why do they give the information for 30g rather than 60g? My guess is that (as seems to be common in my experience with Nordic candy), the "bar" is actually two sections. Either that, or I've got a broken candy bar, as a definite split can be felt in the package.

Did I receive damaged goods? Thankfully, no.

In America, this would be "fun size." I think that's an ironic term.

The Japp HazelNut does indeed come in two pieces, each generously sized with a traditional candy bar look to it. Looks-wise it would make a decent brick for a small house built of candy, though it would likely be lacking in structural integrity. Maybe the hazelnut would reinforce it. If you decide to make a go of it and build a house with Japp HazelNuts, let me know how it turns out. Thanks.

If my nose is any indication, the chocolate seems to be of a lesser quality; the way in which it cracks gives further cause for concern. However, in the end it's the taste that matters, and it does okay in that department. I don't think the chocolate is quite up to snuff, but the hazelnut is an interesting addition (the taste of it lingers when all the other flavors fade). My wife sampled one of the pieces and concluded it was like an inferior Ferrero Rocher. It wasn't bad; it just didn't live up to its potential. If you are a teacher with an underachieving student, you surely understand the frustration involved.

I wouldn't exactly recommend going out of your way to pick up a Japp HazelNut, but if you're a big fan of hazelnut and are in the mood for an okay candy, knock yourself out. I won't stop you. I did enjoy it and would certainly eat one again, but there are plenty of superior candies that would call to my hard-earned (hyperbole intended) money first, even without a gold wrapper.

Marabou Japp HazelNut gets a 2 from me. It's your "average student" sort of candy.

Still, show it some respect; it'll be good practice.

Respectfully yours,
The Sweets Fiend

This does not do the package artwork justice.

#10 - Kabaya Saku Saku Panda Face Monaka Mix Cookie Chocolate White Air Chocolate

Confession time: I do not always eat things that are good for me. It's shocking, I know. It's not that I don't care about my health, it's just that the things I want to eat aren't always the things I should eat. If you are a human being, you can probably relate. But it could be worse: I could be a giant panda.

In case you didn't know, the giant panda spends anywhere from 10 to16 hours each day either looking for or eating food (the rest is spent sleeping, of course), consuming as much as 40 pounds of bamboo within a 24-hour period (fortunately, bamboo grows at crazy rates; you can practically watch it grow). Why the obsession with eating, you ask? Well, though the giant panda has a digestive system suited to carnivorous fare, it eats bamboo almost exclusively and thus must eat massive quantities for a sufficient amount of nutrients. In other words, much of what it eats is worthless, nutritionally speaking (if one can speak nutritionally). So, really, the only difference between me and a giant panda is that the panda's poor diet will make it more adorable, while mine will make me look more and more like Jabba the Hutt with hair and glasses. Oh, to be a giant panda!

It should be fairly obvious that candy is one of the less nutritious edible items I enjoy, but I occasionally am asked by one of my sweets blog benefactors a question like "Does it have to be candy?" No, it does not. Such was the case when a friend was shopping in a Korean market and texted that she had found a "Korean cookie?" It turns out it was not a Korean cookie; it was Japanese, and I'm not even sure about the "cookie" part. As this friend happens to be half Korean, I'm afraid the mistake has probably brought shame on her family for generations to come, but I got a cookie (of sorts) out of it, so I guess it evens out in the end.

Now, despite having watched my share of anime, I am unable to read Japanese, so I could not decipher the product name (though it does look like it contains "DEth"). Therefore, I had to put my trust in Google, which is always a frightening thought. I found a few matches but decided to go with the name given by Tsunami.hk, because Hong Kong (you may know it by its official name: Hong Kong Special Administrative Region of the People's Republic of China) is owned by China, and the giant panda is native to China, so they must know the proper English name, right?

And so it is with great excitement that I present to you Kabaya Saku Saku Panda Face Monaka Mix Cookie Chocolate White Air Chocolate:

No, you are not dreaming; this really exists! Oh, joy beyond joy!

Sometimes I think the strategy for Japanese package design consists of ingesting obscene amounts of sugar and sake, then multiplying the resulting feeling by a factor of 10,000 and trying to explain it with pictures. I mean that in the best possible way; it's like a celebration of all that is good and wonderful in the world! The cartoon panda is in a state of total euphoria at the prospect of a treat designed after him (or her; male and female pandas look an awful lot alike). The panda "cookie" is proclaiming with glee (and what appears to be stinky breath?) some new feature or other. I almost feel as if the product is throwing me a party just for selecting it. So, while it may not be the most elegant design I've seen, it is certainly fun and in keeping with the mood of the treat. I even think my inability to read the text adds to the charm in this case.

Japan loves pandas (I will be using "panda" to mean "giant panda," just in case there was any confusion here) and tends to paint them in as cutesy a light as possible. There's some sense in that. Pandas, after all, do have a natural talent for cuteness. But they are also tricky. For instance, scientists for years thought they (the pandas, not the scientists) were closely related to raccoons, until DNA testing showed them to be more like bears (to be fair, it seems a little obvious to me). In addition, pandas have pseudo-thumbs, which are actually extensions of wrist bones that help them hold bamboo while eating. Something just seems sneaky about that, so I find it difficult to fully trust a panda, even one who is so intent on getting me to eat sweets.

The anti-mullet. Party on the front, business on the back.

The back of the package is the more "serious" side, in the same way that TMZ is a more serious news source than The Onion (actually, that one may be up for debate). There are several friendly pandas trying to educate me on all sorts of important matters, but their wisdom is wasted on me; I have not the faintest idea what they're saying. Even so, I appreciate their willingness to help. A disagreeable cartoon panda would be a total buzzkill.

Finally, some Japanese I can read!

Thankfully, it does not take a Japanese scholar to recognize a "best before" date, and I am for once well within the proper time frame.

Above that (under the flap) is a drawing of a panda cookie with the ear bitten off and some writing on the side. Whether it is a recommendation or warning, I do not know. Just to be safe, I thought it would be best to avoid starting with that particular ear. I would not want to make any errors and sabotage my enjoyment of my Kabaya Saku Saku Panda Face Monaka Mix Cookie Chocolate White Air Chocolate. I mean, it wouldn't be the first time I've failed in attempting to eat a Japanese product.

Am I the only one who finds this alarming?

The other side contains more recommendations or warnings. At this point, it's anyone's guess as to where to start the snacking, but seeing the death of a panda cookie defined in so many ways brings the fun level down ever so slightly. In the end, I decided on the ear to the left (the panda's right), as that was not pictured. If I end up being wrong, so be it; I must live with the consequences of my choices.

The nutritional information (and possibly ingredients list) is also contained in this section, as well as a nice little diagram of the cookie's components. I see the mention of 120 Calories, but whether that applies to the whole thing or just a small section, I cannot say. If it IS the entire cookie, it's not too terrible, given the size.

With that, I had gotten just about all I could from the packaging, so there was nothing left but to open it up and see the treat with my very own eyes:

Could this be a prop from Indian Jones and the Cookie of Doom?

The cookie does bear a striking resemblance to the image on the packaging, albeit not quite so smooth. I do think, however, it could just as easily pass as a "Jack Skellington with Mickey Mouse Ears" cookie, a possibility made all the more plausible by the container's likeness to a tomb or coffin of some sort. Honestly, the overall appearance reminds me a bit of an archeological discovery, what with the hint of decay when compared to the glossy product shot. That's not necessarily a problem; things have just taken a dark turn since removing the cookie from its cheerful wrappings. Maybe it's actually meant to be a panda mummy cookie and the package is the "sarcophagus" relating the tales of the panda's extravagant life. I don't hate that idea, wrong though it may be. Regardless, I always prefer for my cookies to be shaped like things, so Kabaya's on the right track.

By the way, it does not smell old or decayed by any means. It has a pleasant fragrance of processed chocolate and vanilla, just as it should.

How could you resist eating a face like this?

I expected the back to be flat and uninteresting, but I could not have been more wrong. The crazed panda face is an amusing bonus component to the treat, even with its decomposed (or possibly diseased) ear. Again, I could imagine it to be an artifact from some ancient civilization that valued cuteness above all else (we need more ancient civilizations like that).

In short, the Kabaya Saku Saku Panda Face Monaka Mix Cookie Chocolate White Air Chocolate is delightfully whimsical, knowing exactly what it intends to be (even if I don't) and embracing its purpose wholeheartedly.

So I'm a fan of its design, no doubt about it. But how does it taste? Well, first I feel it's necessary to explain that it's not what you would normally expect from a cookie; it is a wafer shell filled with vanilla and chocolate sugar "cream." As for the flavor: it tastes exactly as one would hope. Image eating a vanilla wafer cookie and chocolate wafer cookie at the same time, but with much more cream filling, and you've got a pretty good idea. It does not taste expensive, nor luxurious, but neither does it try to. It is simply processed sugary goodness in a fun-shaped shell, and it earns my respect for being true to itself.

I rate the Kabaya Saku Saku Panda Face Monaka Mix Cookie Chocolate White Air Chocolate (still sticking with that name) a 3. It is not a top-of-the-line candy, but, to repeat myself, it doesn't pretend to be, and, by golly, I like it! If you enjoy an occasional wafer-and-sugar treat, give one a try yourself.

Just be sure to ask for it by name.

'Til I'm back (with some sweet snack),
The Sweets Fiend

Pandas are an endangered species. Maybe it's because they're so delicious?

#9 - Cloetta Power Break 3

Sequels are all the rage nowadays. Why bother trying to come up with something new when you can just rehash the same idea again and again, laughing all the way to the bank? While the movie industry is very much guilty of this, I would say that the video game industry takes the cake (sadly, the cake is a lie). Whether talking about Mario Brothers, Sonic the Hedgehog, or any title with the word "final" in it, video game companies like to stick to the old "if it ain't broke, don't fix it" train of thought. I can't really blame them; they are, after all, in the business of making money, and familiarity sells.

When I was young, I dreamed I might one day be a cog in that machine, creating video games for a living. That didn't quite pan out, as you may have guessed, though I've never had a really serious job, so I guess I came close enough. Anyway, my wife's cousin has a husband. Relatively speaking (pun intended), that makes him nothing to me. But he does work in the video game industry, so he's got a pretty cool job for a "nothing." He occasionally gets to (or, depending on how you look at it, has to) travel the world for his job and was kind enough to collect a sampling of foreign candy to send my way (I think that's probably the main reason he took the job, actually). It was quite generous, considering I am "nothing" to him, as well.

Now, I clearly brought up video games to explain how I acquired my latest sugary treat, but why did I bring up sequels? Why, because today's review concerns Cloetta's Power Break 3:

Power Break 3, bringing the Power Break trilogy to a thrilling conclusion!

I have come across many variations on candy bars over the years, but never have I seen an actual sequel! I think Cloetta is on to something. Why does this not happen more often? Why is there no Snickers 2: Full-Blown Laugh? How about Zero Bar 2: More than Nothing? The candy bar sequel market is largely untapped at this point, and whoever leads the inevitable revolution is sure to make a killing!

But let's take a closer look, shall we? The packaging is all right, I guess. There's a definite comic book vibe going on, which kind of works, since comics are another area in which originality is frowned upon (old characters are just "reinvented"). There's also a serious attempt at expressing excitement; if Power Break happened to be a series of movies (admit it, you'd watch them), they would most certainly be in the action genre. However, I don't feel the attempt was entirely successful in achieving the desired effect. I would suggest that the wonderful (I'm giving them the benefit of the doubt here) folks at Cloetta watch some footage of Kool-Aid Man for inspiration on compelling "break" visuals.

If you've watched any series of action movies, chances are you are aware that the protagonist generally discovers a new love interest in each one. The same is true of the Power Break series. Power Break 1 is described as "Chocolatebar packed with crunchy wafers and boosted with toffee and hazel nuts..." Meanwhile, Power Break 2 is "Chunky chocolatebar with chewy choco nougat and almonds," and Power Break 3 is "Chocolatebar packed with juicy raisins and serious crunch..." Note that the text marked in red is also red on the packaging. Just trying to be authentic here. I do like that the descriptions are in a comic book style text box, though I'm not sure the quotation marks are needed. Who is saying this about the Power Break bars? Cloetta, I guess.

It is often said of trilogies that the first is the best, followed by the third, with the second being the worst of the three. I don't know who came up with the theory, but I do recall reading that somewhere online, so it must be true. If that's the case here, this should be right smack in the middle, quality-wise. So at least my top secret video game industry candy supplier didn't send me a completely inferior Power Break bar. I appreciate that.

A look at the back of the packaging reveals some items of interest:

You want to know the Calorie count of a Power Break 3 bar? Figure it out yourself, you lazy bum!

First off, I want to say that the back of the wrapper is more a very dark green (with lighter edges) than black, but as I am convinced that Power Break 3 is the "dark" themed bar in the series, I wanted to emphasis the darkness in the pictures. Blogger's prerogative, after all.

The "best by" date is August 13th, so I just barely made it. Whew! The package informs the consumer that Cloetta supports sustainable cocoa farming (and elsewhere sustainable palm oil). While perhaps not as noble a cause as the anti-choking campaign of the Walnut Whip, it is still very honorable. What the package fails to include, though, is nutritional information for the bar itself. There is information provided per 100g, but the Power Break 3 is only 48g, meaning one must do a little math to figure out the correct values. This wouldn't fly in America. People would look at the Calorie count and freak out, their non-Nordic brains unable to (essentially) divide by 2. I say this with confidence, as I did just that in my Fazer Kina Wafer review. I am a failure as an international candy consumer. But I refuse to throw in the towel, and I vow to continue with my sugary adventures in blissful ignorance!

Maybe this would make sense if I'd eaten the prequels first.

As is often the case, the ingredient list is hidden under the flap on the back. And as I've come to expect from Finnish-based candy, the list is exhaustive (not to mention exhausting). It is thoroughly incomprehensible to me, so I'll just have to have faith that Cloetta is not sneaking any broken glass or raw sewage (or even non-raw sewage) into the Power Break 3. Perhaps I'm being too trusting, but I have a hunch they'd prefer for their consumer base to be as sustainable as their cocoa farms. However, something about the wrapper and name together causes worry on my part that the bar may be meant as a "healthy" candy bar. Attempts at healthy candy generally have no success in either the health or candy part, so I hope my worries are unwarranted.

Upon opening the package, I learned that the Power Break 3 actually comes in two separate pieces. This is always handy for portion control (particularly when the nutritional information makes one's head hurt), or sharing. Each piece is molded, which is usually a plus for me, but, in this specific instance, somebody in the department clearly dropped the ball.

I feel like a scatologist. That is not a good thing.

In keeping with the comic book theme, I am going to say that the bar segments look like Marvel's Thing took a summer job at a chocolate factory and had a terrible accident (keep in mind he only has four fingers per hand to begin with). I am going with that because I favor that explanation to what it also reminds me of, and I'd just finished writing about trusting that sewage was not in the ingredients. If a consumer is hoping that your candy is meant to resemble severed comic book character fingers, you may want to rethink your mold design.

The "finger segments" are thick and solid, and the smell falls somewhere between a Nestlé Crunch bar and a Kit Kat. So, in other words, it smells much better than it looks, which is hardly an accomplishment.

I cannot believe this was the attractive side.

The back of the candy looks remarkably like the back of a Nestlé Crunch bar, which should not be a shock, as it's a similar idea; I mean, it boasts a "serious crunch," after all! It is also far more appetizing than the front. Again, not really an accomplishment. It's rather sad, to be completely honest.

To say I had mixed feelings about my taste buds exploring the flavors of the Power Break 3 is an understatement. In addition to any previously mentioned concerns, chocolate covered raisins are just all right to me, and I was frankly expecting this to be a poor example of a chocolate-raisin partnership.

Crunchy, chewy goodness! What?!

Against all odds, I was proven wrong. The raisins really worked surprisingly well; they did not overpower the taste, just added a sweetness and pleasant chewiness. They had the ratios down pat. The only part that fell short for my tastes, tragically, was the chocolate. It was just okay. That's too bad, as it was otherwise a delightful treat. With some A+ chocolate, we'd have a real winner on our hands (well, on my hands; you haven't been eating a Power Break 3, have you?).

Due to its less-than-stellar chocolate, I am rating the Power Break 3 a 3 (isn't that convenient?). I did enjoy it, and it left me with a full feeling most candy bars do not achieve (which may mean I should not have eaten both pieces in one sitting). Unless one has a strong aversion to raisins (or sequels), the Cloetta Power Break 3 is a worthy addition to any candy "bucket list."

But you don't have to take my word for it; let Swedish music group De Vet Du do the convincing with their commercial (?) or whatever THIS is (WARNING: It cannot be unseen).

Not too shabby, Cloetta.

May your days be as sweet as your candy,
The Sweets Fiend

This makes me ever so thankful for my other four senses.

#8 - Nestlé Walnut Whip

Great Britain is a pretty good sport about things. I mean, there was the whole American Revolution thing (which included the stealing of many a British drinking song for our own purposes), yet today Britain is one of America's strongest allies. I suppose it could all be an elaborate plot to build up trust while devising a fitting revenge, but I really find it much more likely that they've just decided to let bygones be bygones. No hard feelings and all that. Or maybe they've just come to realize that acquiring America's money via Downton Abbey, Simon Cowell, and whatnot is easier than ownership and taxation ever was.

Whatever the reason(s), America and Britain have a pretty friendly relationship going (excluding, of course, the recent inexcusable Cadbury ban by Hershey), which is good news for British candy lovers.

As you may know (if you are one of those rare individuals who has adequate reading comprehension skills and has been following my blog from the beginning), my journey into the realm of candy reviewing started with a bag of European candy, a great gift from some great friends who had taken a great trip to Scotland. Great stuff all around. It is therefore fitting to review a product that was born in the land of kilts and bagpipes, even if said candy is not necessarily manufactured there nowadays. One such treat is the Nestlé Walnut Whip:

Pro product-naming tip: If a clever name eludes you, alliteration will suffice. 

At a glance, one can see that the Walnut Whip package is a shiny metallic blue color. That's about it. The name "Walnut Whip" suggests there should be something pertaining to a walnut within, and something whipped (can a walnut be whipped?), but is otherwise vague and bland. For all its sheen, I don't find that the packaging catches my eye, nor do I have any immediate feelings or real expectations about the candy. In short, nothing would really draw me to this if presented among competing products. In fact, I believe this particular item was selected by my wife. I guess shiny objects have a greater impact on her.

What happened to the walnut? Where did it go?

 The package is also an unusual, nondescript shape. This further confuses the matter of what a Walnut Whip truly is, until a look at the side reveals that it is a "milk chocolate whirl with a fondant cream centre." That is not exactly what I would have imagined (nor how I'd have spelled "center," but I'm not British). Neither walnuts nor whipping are referenced in the description of the candy. Who can know what to believe at this point? If I were to be given a test in matching descriptions to candy names, I would probably miss this one.

A quick look at the Nestlé webpage explains that the Walnut Whip is Nestlé Rowntree's oldest current (isn't that an oxymoron?) brand, created by Duncan's of Edinburgh in 1910. It also goes on to claim that "Almost one Walnut Whip is eaten every 2 seconds in the UK." This brings up a slew of questions: What does "almost one" mean? Do people not finish the candy? Is there a reason for that? Will I be able to finish one, or will I too settle for "almost"? Is it a very popular candy in the UK, or is there just a small handful of very dedicated fans intent on creating a bizarre statistic? Who conducted this study?

I may be too late. Then again, I may not.

With these questions in mind, I checked the "best before" date, which is an indefinite August of 2015. Much like the rest of the packaging, Nestlé does not seem to be able to fully commit here. I get the impression that with such a history behind the Walnut Whip, they felt they could phone this one in. Perhaps the word "almost" was the all-around inspiration.

Since August has not yet become a memory, there should be no worries about spoilage here, though I guess one could say that it has almost expired...

By the way, on one side of the wrapper is the slogan "Lose yourself in a..." I think we can all agree that's a pretty weak slogan. Again, it tells you nothing about the candy; it is totally generic. It isn't actually certain it's even referring to the candy. I know a lot of the better slogans are already taken, but come on, Nestlé, make an effort and take some pride in your products!

Don't let your child eat all of your Walnut Whip.
Save some for yourself.

 The back contains the nutrition information. Each whip is only 171.1 Calories, which is not bad at all. I would like to point out that since I've begun my candy blog, I've lost around ten pounds. I'm not suggesting a diet of candy can help you lose weight (my legal team is adamant about that), I just wanted to let you know how awesome my life is.

Anyhow, I like the fact that the panel mentions adjusting portions for children of different ages. They may not seem to care much about their candy, but at least they are concerned about children.

Did I mention I took the nutritional panel picture after the candy was opened? Due to the design of the packaging, it was difficult to read the information on back, and just about impossible to get a decent picture of it. In other words, you may not realize what you're getting into until it's too late. Or after some unspecified time in August, which I guess is also too late (and thus redundant).

These are a few of my favorite things.

The ingredients list contains quite the assortment of vegetable fats and a surprisingly insignificant amount of walnuts. If 95% of a product is NOT a walnut, "Walnut Whip" may not be the most suitable name. Just a thought.

The panel also contains some great allergy advice (i.e., read the ingredients). Thank you, Nestlé, as I never would have thought of that myself. I see also that the product may contain traces of other nuts, which makes me wonder why the candy isn't titled "Possible Mixed Nut Whip."

Below that is a scathing commentary on the eating skills of those aged 3 and under. Apparently the portion should be adjusted to 0% in their case; as I am against children choking, I have no problem with their suggestion. And it does provide one extra piece in the walnut mystery: "the walnut" implies that there is a single walnut inside. You really make me work for it, Nestlé!

Above the list of ingredients is the Nestlé logo with the "Good Food, Good Life" motto. While I get that the mother bird with her babies is meant to imply some good old family values (such as advocating against the choking of children), bird appetites do not signify good food (nor good life, for that matter) to me. Worms and bugs are rarely on my menu (and never intentionally). Also, I just don't find the artwork that interesting. Sorry. But it's what Nestlé has decided on, so I must respect their decision.

Upon opening the package, I saw this:

Attack of the chocolate space slug from Planet X!

Huh. Hmm... Admit it, you did not expect this any more than I did. You would never have expected this in a million years. Its resemblance to a whirl is sketchy at best. I'd say it looks more like either a failed attempt at a sea urchin or some kind of chocolate space slug. I'm leaning more towards the space slug theory, because "Lose yourself in a... Chocolate Space Slug!" would actually be a pretty cool slogan. Bravo, Nestlé, you have taken me entirely by surprise and left me speechless (fortunately, I don't need to speak to write). It makes the lackluster (though entirely lustrous) wrapping all the more disappointing, really.

The solitary walnut responsible for the name.

There is something whimsical about the design of the candy, and that's something I can get behind. Candy should not be taken too seriously; that defeats the purpose, no?

I started with the walnut at the top. I couldn't actually remember whether or not I really liked walnuts; I know I've eaten them, but my taste memory was a little fuzzy at the time. As it turns out, I do enjoy a good walnut. Or, at least I thoroughly enjoyed this one. I was off to a great start. Or maybe I should have finished with the walnut. Maybe this was where the "almost" would come in.

There was only one way to find out (eat it, obviously; if you didn't get that, you are possibly who the "allergy advice" was written for)...

Shockingly close to how I'd expect space slug guts to look.

Surprise, surprise! The "whip" portion (I assume that must be what it's called) of the Walnut Whip was just as good (in fact, better) than the walnut. Milk chocolate and a fondant cream center, just as promised!

To be perfectly honest, I found the taste to be almost generic, but somehow in a very good way. The chocolate and filling complemented each other quite nicely, and though I've had similar candy (in concept) before, this was definitely one of the better ones; it was certainly the one with the most interesting shape! The walnut was a welcome addition, too.

There is an old adage about not judging a book by its cover. That really applies here. The Nestlé Walnut Whip turned out to be an unexpectedly fun treat in a not-so-exciting wrapper. I'm glad I gave it a chance; I'm already thinking it might be nice to pick up another one sometime!

To sum it up with a single number, I rate the Nestlé Walnut Whip a 3. I do not think I could eat "almost" one every couple of seconds, but I could without a doubt find a place for one now and then. And at less than 80% of the Calories of a standard candy bar, I wouldn't have to feel too bad about it. Unless you are a child of less than 4 years of age (you poor thing, but what are you doing reading my blog?) or are allergic to nuts (or one of the other ingredients in bold letters), you ought to give the Walnut Whip a chance. You might just find yourself liking it. A lot.

I am pleased, Nestlé. It may have been a long-winded journey, but it concluded with the classic "...and they all lived happily ever after."

Good life indeed.

Possibly full of surprises myself,
The Sweets Fiend

Seriously, what is this supposed to be?