In this episode of Things I Am Incredibly Angry I Put In My Mouth, I give you: Bronhi candy, product of Croatia. Discovered on the “wtf” shelf of a small fruit and veg market I stopped by for shallots and shit.
It was described as “Toffee With Herb Extracts”, and there was no other English description of the contents or flavor or type of herb which, in my opinion, really ought not go with toffee. But it was a buck and some change, and I had already met some strangers united by a love of true crine to slap a 1400+ pound pumpkin (different story) so I was feeling adventurous and excited. Maybe it would be a taste explosion.
Let me first say that the texture is... fine. But mooshy for toffee but that really isn’t my problem. The problem is what rolls in the very second you bite down, this absolute horror show of menthol, amoxicillin, and pond water, overwhelming the poor innocent toffee being bullied and wedgied and shoved in a locker by these medicine flavors that don’t belong. I felt like the sick whiny child in me being forced to take antibiotics for my ear infection was beating the shit out of the tired adult in me who wanted to enjoy an extra sweet latte.
The serving size, laughably, is four pieces. Four. I couldn’t handle one even for the sake of science. This is Bronhi’s “original” toffee flavor, by the way, not a special one they shipped off to select markets. If you wish to try any of Bronhi’s other toffees they also have “ice” and “hot and sweet”. You be my guest.
