Dear everyone: thank you. After reading your comments on yesterday’s post, it seems that while I may not be ready to tempt fate by calling myself a Chocolate Overlord, I could possibly get away with positioning myself as a Chocolate Minion.
I’m probably more comfortable being a Minion, anyway. I reckon no one would notice if a Minion ate an entire batch of peanut butter slice in two days, whereas an Overlord might get in trouble for promoting Excessive Nut Mastication.
(Get your minds out of the gutter, people. That means chewing. And yes, Amber, I’m looking at you).
Another thing a Chocolate Minion can safely do is review the following chocolate. Because, erm, Minions can always read French. Yep. Segue brilliance, right?
Bovetti Milk Chocolate with Caramel and Fleur de Sel
So far on this blog, I’ve reviewed Bovetti’s Dark Chocolate with Espelette Peppers and White Chocolate with Raspberry Sugar. I enjoyed both of these rather disparate chocolates, and so felt it was time to see how Bovetti fared with milk chocolate. Seeing as I rather love the combination of chocolate and salt, this 38% blend with its sparkly jewel-like caramel shards and fleur de sel seemed just the ticket.
I have three words for Bovetti, first and foremost: Consistently Gorgeous Aesthetics. Visually, this chocolate was puuurty, and the aroma contributed to my positive expectations with its strong caramel and sweetened condensed milk notes threaded through with mild cocoa.
Unfortunately, this Bovetti Milk Chocolate with Caramel and Fleur de Sel didn’t live up in taste to what it promised in aroma. The chocolate did have some sweetened cream notes, but in all honesty it reminded me of little more than bog-standard Cadbury Dairy Milk (which this blog is likely see a lot of in the near future, what with my winning that Cadbury competition and all).
The caramel pieces were chewy rather than crispy and maybe, if I stretched really far and almost popped my arm out of its socket, could be said to taste like the opaque Milk Bottle lollies sold at yesteryear corner stores. I never liked those lollies, though, so I wasn’t terribly enthused by the taste memory.
The biggest disappointment in regards to this chocolate was the Fleur de Sel. Or, as I like to say, the Fleur de Nil. (Oh yes. I just made an incredibly lame pun. You know you love it.) There was absolutely no flicker of salt to be found whilst eating this chocolate, and subsequently no accentuation of the chocolate or caramel flavours.
Give me true salted caramel and I’m putty in your hands, Bovetti. Lie to me and say you’re giving me salted caramel, but instead give me rather insipid one-note sweetness?
Well, Bovetti. I think we all know what happens when you do that. I become a Cranky Chocolate Minion, and I tell everyone that I’d never willingly buy this again.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a Chocolate Overlord’s shoes to polish.
Question Time: What’s your favourite lame-o pun?