What happens when a typical trip to Walgreens.com turns into a small shopping trip? My latest review on a whimsical product I added to my digital shopping list of vitamins, nail polish, and hair cream. Buyer beware--there's usually a reason why certain things are low in price.
If you've ever had the chance to partake of yogurt-covered anything, you've already been on the marvelous trip that is creamy on the outside and/or crunchy on the inside. While the inner texture can be substituted with anything from raisins to pretzels, it's that outer coating that counts. In this case, it was somewhere in the middle. I think I've been spoiled by the goodness of Planter's Honey Trail Mix and the seductive, creamy raisins in the bag. Perhaps it was a bad decision to choose Walgreen's and their chintzy 4 ounce bag of "cafe" food? I can't even recall a time when I've been in a cafe drinking my Latte and eating yogurt-covered pretzels at the same time. I'm such a square!
I downed the first bag while watching Dallas and Miami duke it out last night. I tasted more pretzel and less of the yogurt. The yogurt left a weird texture on my tongue. Halfway through the bag, I started to get tired of them. I tossed them in my room for a late night snack. So, about 5 hours later as I started on other things, I tried again--this time with the other bag added to the leftovers. I can only put it this way--I will eat anything with appeal to it. Quite honestly, I'd rather have the pretzels all on their own. No odd cream at all! They tasted a lot more like white chocolate than the kind of yogurt pretzels are usually dipped in. My taste buds were also confused. I kept tasting and tasting, thinking I had a bad bag. It's not even that they're bad, but it's more like they're sub-par. Like, they need some kind of nut or toffee or dried fruit in the bag. If this were a real cafe, I'd probably avoid it at all costs and head right across the street and straight for the local convenience store for the chip and soda pop aisle. As my father will say from time to time, it's nothing to write home about. Something about the odd, semi-greasy texture, the majority of pretzels sticking together, and the fact that the bags were so tiny (hence my ordering two) which I'm pretty sure no snacking individual wants to go through. If I have to beat up my snack to eat it, I'd rather not have it.
If you've ever had the chance to partake of yogurt-covered anything, you've already been on the marvelous trip that is creamy on the outside and/or crunchy on the inside. While the inner texture can be substituted with anything from raisins to pretzels, it's that outer coating that counts. In this case, it was somewhere in the middle. I think I've been spoiled by the goodness of Planter's Honey Trail Mix and the seductive, creamy raisins in the bag. Perhaps it was a bad decision to choose Walgreen's and their chintzy 4 ounce bag of "cafe" food? I can't even recall a time when I've been in a cafe drinking my Latte and eating yogurt-covered pretzels at the same time. I'm such a square!
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| Nothing to write home about. |
I downed the first bag while watching Dallas and Miami duke it out last night. I tasted more pretzel and less of the yogurt. The yogurt left a weird texture on my tongue. Halfway through the bag, I started to get tired of them. I tossed them in my room for a late night snack. So, about 5 hours later as I started on other things, I tried again--this time with the other bag added to the leftovers. I can only put it this way--I will eat anything with appeal to it. Quite honestly, I'd rather have the pretzels all on their own. No odd cream at all! They tasted a lot more like white chocolate than the kind of yogurt pretzels are usually dipped in. My taste buds were also confused. I kept tasting and tasting, thinking I had a bad bag. It's not even that they're bad, but it's more like they're sub-par. Like, they need some kind of nut or toffee or dried fruit in the bag. If this were a real cafe, I'd probably avoid it at all costs and head right across the street and straight for the local convenience store for the chip and soda pop aisle. As my father will say from time to time, it's nothing to write home about. Something about the odd, semi-greasy texture, the majority of pretzels sticking together, and the fact that the bags were so tiny (hence my ordering two) which I'm pretty sure no snacking individual wants to go through. If I have to beat up my snack to eat it, I'd rather not have it.