If you’ve been keeping up with my museum of snack foods, you’ll know that my friend Myself from the IHMMB forums sent me a loaf of S’More Bread and a jar of homemade prickly pear jelly as part of a regional foods exchange we had on the boards. This canister of Pero was also part of that package. My mother sent the Kinder Egg.
As a huge lover of caffeine in all its forms and packaging, I was hesitant to try the Pero, but curiosity got the better of me and I decided to give it a try. The Kinder Egg was to get the taste out of my mouth in case I didn’t like it. One Step Ahead Tracy, that’s what they call me, because I always think one step…ahead.
As you see, Pero is made from malted barley, barley and chicory and is not safe for people allergic to gluten or peanuts. I knew there was a reason I didn’t trust it, it’s potential death in a can! (If I were allergic to those things, which I might very well be, what the heck is chicory anyway?) I guess it’s purpose is to be a substitute for coffee for people who for whatever reason can’t or won’t drink it.
There are two different ways people tend to react when told they can’t have something. Some, like me, choose to just stop cold turkey and go without. Fat free diet? Fine, I’ll eat rutabagas and apricots and say to hell with butter, and just spit in the face of margarine. Then there are others like my sister, who is dear person but is convinced that adding a can of diet soda to cake mix makes cake. No ma’am, that is fizzy flour loaf and you can’t tell me different. Pero would be for people like my sister, I think.
Perhaps it’s a possibility that some people prefer grain based hot beverages to a steaming mug of coffee or black tea but that goes beyond the limits of my imagination.
That said, I had a job to do, so I made myself a nice cuppa and had a sip. You might notice on the picture that there is a line that looks like a hair on the cup. I did not notice it until I uploaded the pictures to my computer and saw it there. Of course I ran to make sure it was still there, fearing I might have ingested one of my eyelashes but to my relief it was there in the cup just hanging out. To my horror it just sort of dissolved on my fingertips and I can only conclude it was some sort of “artifact of the manufacturing process” as they say in the grain based hot beverage biz.
Back to the Pero, it wasn’t awful but it wasn’t good, either. If insipid had a flavor it would be Pero. It did, however smell an awful lot like Korean barley water which I don’t actually like but sometimes get a craving for since it reminds me of my mom.
So, I put some on ice and sure enough it did taste like barley water, only slightly bitter. That must be the chicory coming through! I will probably never drink Pero again, but I am glad I had the opportunity to try it. Thanks Myself! (hehe, I told you, that never gets old!)
I’ve already reviewed Kinder Joy but since the weather got cold enough to ship Kinder Eggs, I thought I should give them their day, too. In Germany, where this one came from, they are called Kinder Überraschung and Kinder Surprise in the English speaking countries where they are sold. We just always called them Kinder Eggs for obvious reasons.
They have a hollow milk chocolate shell with a milk cream lining and contain a plastic capsule with a toy inside. The reason they are not commonly sold in the US is because you are not allowed to place that which is not food on the inside of that which is a confection (see wikipedia). This makes me sad, but luckily I have my sources.
Sometimes the toy is in one piece, but more often than not it comes in pieces that you have to put together with is part of the fun unless there are two children fighting right next to you over whose toy you will put together next and whining about how slow and clumsy your fingers are. I tend to push them aside with my leg and remind them that the reason my hands don’t work so good is because of all the hours spent nursing them with their big old heads pressing right up against some vital nerve in my arm, causing my hands to forever spasm and cramp up. This doesn’t make them shut up but at least they are farther away.
Oh look, it’s a smiling computer guy. I really dislike most smilies but since this one is mine, I will have to love him and make a nice home for him and tell him all about my day.
Oh no, the Pero story made him sad and my husband ate the chocolate while I was taking pictures so he wants me to have this delicious Utah Espresso Truffle Bar that Myself was nice enough to sent.