Can you tell what it is yet?
For about a pound a go (plus postage) I found myself in possession of five of these not-so little blighters. When I say not-so little, check out our Chocablog standard 20p comparison picture.
Not exactly tiny, are they? While we’re about it, can I also say that this one in particular isn’t particularly well-disguised. No doubting what lurks beneath that rich dark coating.
Anyway, I have always said I’ll try anything once (although I did pass on the sheep’s eyes once) so in it went.
Can you imagine eating a giant ant? Think crunchy bit, then think soft squishy bit. Now allow the soft squishy bit to roll around in your mouth for as long as you can allow it to. It has a woody, earthy taste to it, as you might expect from an animal that has spent most of it’s life eating leaves. Beyond that and the chocolate (which does actually act as an interesting counterpoint to the ‘filling’, but let’s face it, who’s thinking chocolate at this point?) what you have left is, well, antennae and legs. Stick like crispy bits which have no flavour and are a bit of a pain to crunch down.
As a chocolate experience I’d rate chocolate covered giant ants pretty low down the scale. As one of the weirdest things I’ve ever eaten, I’d say they were up there.
Oh, and I have a few left. You never know, I might have them about me from time to time.