I grew up eating it, but they discontinued it in California more than a decade ago. Every time I pass it in the aisle butt display next to all the Drakes and Little Suzie’s in New York I feel gooey inside. No one on this coast seems to realize how lucky we are. It tastes like what you always want chocolate cake to taste like. It’s like when your tongue gets stuck to the roof of your mouth when you hit a really big chocolate chip in a warm cookie, but prolonged. I don’t even like chocolate cake usually but it tastes like what the cake from Matilda looks like.
