Let’s start this off for those keeping score (tabs?) I did get tomato soup with a sourdough bread bowl for dinner last night and it was everything I ever dreamed of. Anyways. I was craving something chocolate at work and I searched my desk drawer high and low hoping that I had some tiny piece of chocolate tucked away for a day like today, but no luck. I remembered that I had these Peeps tucked away in my filing basket, don’t ask, and that while they are not entirely chocolate, they were partially chocolate and in a crisis, that will do.
You’d think I had enough with the Mystery Peeps, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
I purchased these a while back when the Easter stuff started initially setting in stores. I don’t really recall liking anything Neopolitan as I don’t really fancy flavors mixing together. I am also of the camp where I don’t enjoy my food in general touching. While I think that strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate all compliment each other, I feel that they have a time and a place? Want to know if you have strong feelings towards a flavor, discover yourself by writing a food blog.
I’ll start with that the pink is kind of a dusty pink, not the pink you are programmed to think of when you think of a pink Peep. Visually not my favorite thing. They are dipped in white chocolate and have a milk chocolate center. I personally did not care of the mixture of textures between the hardened white chocolate and the marshmallow portion. I thought that the milk chocolate was very underwhelming and as a total bite, I thought these were a total dud. I actually wish someone could have recorded my face standing at my desk when I abandoned all shame and took a gigantic bite only to be completely not satisfied with my life choices.
Maybe Neopolitan is not my jam, maybe these are just not that great, but personally I was not a fan. I only ate one before returning the remaining two chicks to their plastic-y home, probably to be pawned off on an unsuspecting coworker. I think I would have probably enjoyed these more if they were layered flavors of mallow like a true Neopolitan treat vs biting into a fluffy little mallow with chocolaty innards which if you didn’t know what you were in for, you would have thought they caught this mallow after a Thanksgiving feast. If you get that SUPER vague reference, we should be best friends.