Never a good idea

I was talking the other day about culinary mishmashes that worked, well here’s one that was spawned from the devil’s own armpit: Wine flavoured Kit-kats. I like Kit-kats. I like Red Wine. Together they combine to form a taste that could be best described as sour grape juice in low grade white chocolate and you CANNOT GET IT OUT OF YOUR MOUTH. Seriously, you eat one of these fucking things and you’ll have the taste of dead grapes in your mouth for the rest of the day. You’ll be still tasting it after you brush your teeth. After eating garlic. Unpleasant.

Posted in Gastros on Tuesday November 1, 2005.