It’s like every chocolate biscuit and iced wafer you’ve ever eaten-plus a couple Oreo wafers-decided to merge their essences into a single orb of delicious choco-instrumentality.įorget what you’ve heard about artificial color-free, all-natural breakfasts: the golden age of cereal is well and truly alive in this 2-pound bag.Īnd I haven’t even mentioned the marshmallows yet. Cocoa buttery and well-fudged, but with a baseline of smoked milk chocolate and genuine oily brownie undertones, this cereal feels illegally chocolatey. There isn’t even any plasticky aftertaste leeched in from the bag-a first for Malt-O-Meal.Īnd despite the ambiguous name (is it referring to a single, double chocolate brownie, or two plain chocolate brownies?) this chocolate flavor is appropriately complex. The base is the real winner here: with a core of savory, heartily roasted oat flour and just a dash of mouthwateringly golden-toasted cornmeal, these dense puffs aren’t over-aerated and palate-lacerating-instead, they provide a wholesome canvas for the brownie flavor to build on. Let me say it big and brown: This cereal tastes exactly like pre-Y2K Count Chocula.īut you don’t have to be a Gen-X nostalgiaholic to appreciate this: Pogs or no Pogs, Double Chocolate Brownie Crunch is a cereal slammer that dunks your taste buds with layers of chocolatey goodness. While at a passing glance, Double Chocolate Brownie Crunch cereal may sound like one of those excessive ice cream flavor names and look like a cheap Hot Cocoa Cocoa Puffs, one scholarly bite told me all I need to know about what may be Malt-O-Meal’s Montezuma-pleasing magnum opus.
Oat flour does rock, and Malt-O-Meal’s newest cereal, Double Brownie Crunch, proves it with a masterful blend of fudged flours. So even though you are a persistently vocal one, Larry: you’re right. And you use General Mills’ blog comments section as your impromptu soapbox.
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You’re the guy who lambasts the cereals’ change from oat flour to corn flour as borderline cataclysmic, a harbinger of dark times that probably brought us reality TV and bluetooth headsets, too. You’re the guy who complains on every Monster Cereal post about how Count Chocula, Franken Berry, and Boo Berry just aren’t as good as they were during your childhood growing up in some rural place that resembles the house from Courage the Cowardly Dog.
You don’t actually exist, Larry, but you are an archetype of consumer both I and countless underpaid cereal customer service reps have had to deal with for the past two decades. This review goes out to you, 54-year old Larry P.
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