You know what I'm sayin'.
Anyhow, these were some puffs from King Leo that I did not want to pass on. Despite being more of the "hugs not drugs" type, I know my puff. This is not a puff. It's a hard candy. I expected these to be the love child of melting restaurant mints after the check comes and marshmallows, conceived to a soundtrack of Billy Squier's "My Kind Of Lover," but this was not the case. It was less of a beautiful hybrid and more of a discounted mutt with a heart, harboring a mediocre texture with a fascinating flavor.
The pomegranate flavor of these starts out accurate, like sucking on a few fresh pomegranate seeds, but then turns acidic and a little bitter and invades the mouth as the puff breaks apart. I really enjoyed sucking on the outer shell before it separated. It's difficult to bite into these because they seem to have a thin candy shell, like that of the Earth's, before exposing the inner core. It's an odd texture, because after it gets soft in your mouth (whoa!) it pills off in small pieces and dissolves shortly after. One puff is just enough because after that it's just sour and sweet enough to adequately satiate.
This is the most accurate pomegranate flavor I've had in a candy, and for that, I would order these again. On someone else's bill. However, get this essence into pomegranate chews or smokeable rocks or something because the puff is not a matching vessel for the flavor.
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