I have now eaten 2 cookies and feel fully qualified to give my naturally biased review.
I’m a bit disappointed.
I’m going to finish the bag. Obviously. I’m not disgusted and they ARE Milano, which I maintain are the pinnacle of pre-packaged manufactured cookies. I think they have no real competition.
However, the current “salted caramel” tastes like a desperate and recently jilted sorority girl. They are trying to be like anyone who is popular and hiding what is classically wonderful about themselves.
Milano doesn’t need to dip into every fad. They are timeless and classic. They need only introduce themselves to each succeeding generation. They can stand on the recipe and live forever.
They should be above the sort of body shot trampiness that comes from the Oreos side of the aisle. NOT that I don’t love me some trampy Oreos. Lets face it. Tramps are fun. But if your natural way is not being a tramp, don’t try it. You cannot compete with double stuffed tramp camp that Oreos works with such genuineness.
Milanos are Genteel Ladies of Easy Virtue and Convenience. They really don’t know how to work a bar of men for free drinks and possible bathroom sex. And their attempts at that kind of flash with silly things like “Salted Caramel” don’t always come off. Better to avoid the embarrassment.
Obviously being genteel is not as much fun a doing flaming body shots with wild bunch of bikers, but not everyone is an Oreo. And if you’re not, you look like an idiot trying to be.
However, to save them any feelings of awkwardness, I will, of course, finish the bag. I don’t like to make them feel bad.