Buttery in the way that only creamline milk can achieve— this is a perfect paradigm of the cream-to-viscosity ratio that I value so much. The flavor disperses and sustains with silky uniformity that feels effortless yet highly rewarding.
Buttery in the way that only creamline milk can achieve— this is a perfect paradigm of the cream-to-viscosity ratio that I value so much. The flavor disperses and sustains with silky uniformity that feels effortless yet highly rewarding.
Substantially built with a buttery, creamy payoff that feels authentic and accentuates the cocoa masterfully.
A legitimate onslaught of flavor— hyper-sweet, uber-salty, and surprisingly peanutty. Despite its heavy-handedness, once your tastebuds (and viscera) calibrate a few sips in, it’s an enjoyable detour from the traditional.
Coarse, chocolaty, and a not-quite-‘soapy’ sourness that distracts from the rest of the flavors. It’s appropriately under-sweet and responsible feeling— it’s just held back by the odd competing flavor that pulls you out of the experience.
Densely packed with flavor— a strong, mature (nigh sour) cocoa presence enveloped by thick, salty Jersey cream— it makes pensive sipping all but mandatory (blazing hearth and bearskin rug optional). It’s way thick for my preference, but the flavor is unique and well-developed such that I don’t mind. Most people should find this irresistible.
Flavorful and clean-finishing, it’s easy to burn through a pint on a warm Tennessee spring afternoon. It paints within the lines but delivers on its promise of sweet, chocolaty refuge.
Slightly thinner and less sharp than the its glassed counterpart, but still uncompromisingly chocolaty and direct.
Drinks like a warm, velveteen pat of cocoa butter and possesses the creamy ‘soul’ that so many chocolate milks have homogenized out. Definitely one to seek out when visiting Tennessee, the U.S., or for that matter, Earth.
Bold, confident cocoa punch that is straightforward and satisfying. A higher cream content might sustain the flavor a bit further, but your appreciation will surely last well beyond the final drop.
Earthy, flat, and noticeably aggregate— perhaps an excavation site in drinkable form— albeit with a deftly tuned sweetness level and otherwise palatable characteristics. It doesn’t take much to stand out in the ‘institutional’ market, but so far it’s a half step above the field.
Oddly smooth and uniform for an animal product— it’s easily drinkable but unnatural feeling. The taste is much more of a sweet caramel than chocolate, and if you have a sweet tooth, this will find it in short order.
Highly drinkable thin-yet-creamy body that more than adequately serves the cocoa flavor in a way that reveals it with deliberation and reverence.
Syrupy sweet and strongly flavorful, though in a caramel-like direction. There’s a stickiness to the after-experience that reduces to a cloying residue devoid of either chocolate or milkiness.
Refreshingly under-sweet, but also under-flavored and dare I say, rather bland— save for a muted but very pleasant maltiness that manages to peek out for a shy hello.
Refreshingly smooth and chocolate-focused— the majority of the ‘flavor-spend’ seems dedicated to its cocoa profile. It could use a bit more support from a cream and salt perspective; I think what calories are ‘saved’ by drinking this instead of its full-fat counterpart are not nearly worth the flavor discrepancy, as Shatto’s whole chocolate milk is worldwide elite.
Flavorful, albeit in a thoroughly sweet and faux-caramel sense. It’s thicker than necessary (for 1% lowfat) and finishes with a sticky sweetness that will scratch your sugary itch, possibly drawing blood in the process.
Brimming with flavor— mint, chocolate, and cream remain prominent whilst languishing in delicate balance. The cool minty hit helps to slow the consumption rate, as it’s a fun and tasty sensation that you’ll continue to chase until exhaustion. To be clear, I mean the bottle’s exhaustion, not your own.
Solid representation of what drinking a marshmallow would be like— so if that’s your charter, consider this a must-have. For everyone else, it’s a painfully sweet, much-more-marshmallow-than-chocolate experience, leaving you every bit as empty as the calories you just consumed.
Velvet-like cream adorned with a signature flavor that I can only describe as ‘caramalt’— an appropriately enticing-sounding portmanteau that bears salt, swagger, and soul— two of which are also men’s deodorant scents.
Devastatingly focused on delivering a clean, true cocoa flavor that pairs exceedingly well with the cream to provide a top-flight drinking experience. There’s a salty bite and a fleeting but blissful grassy back-end that both feels like a reward, yet is rewarding in itself.