Ritter Sport: Two Limited Edition Candies, Raspberry Creme and Buttermilk Lemon

As you will remember, Alfred Ritter GmbH & Co. KG is a major German chocolatier and candy manufacturer. I happen to have recently received two of their Limited Edition candies for review — which means, sadly, that I wasn’t allowed to just snarf them down. These are part of a series of candies made with yogurt and flavorings and covered in chocolate. Strangely enough, I wasn’t able to find information on the Ritter Sport website. I guess when they say “Limited Edition,” that’s just what they mean.

The first is the Raspberry Creme. This one, sadly was somewhat smashed in handling, so that the appearance was not all that it should have been. But then, if you’re like me, you don’t spend a lot of time looking at chocolate candy. The flavor is certainly up to snuff, with the tartness of the raspeberry/yogurt filling offsetting the sweetness of the milk chocolate covering. The texture, as much as I could tell, is firm without being brittle. It leaves a nice aftertaste, although the flavors tend to blend so that raspberry, yogurt and chocolate no longer are identifiable.

The other candy is Buttermilk Lemon. This one gave me pause on opening — the covering is white chocolate, which is not my favorite, but given the buttermilk/lemon filling, it makes sense. Again, the tartness of the lemon offsets the sweetness of the white chocolate, and there’s a nice buttery quality to the aftertaste. The texture on this one is more firm than I had expected, which as far as I’m concerned just adds to the enjoyment.

On the whole, confirmed chocolate purist that I am, these are not something that I’d necessarily go looking for, but when your sweet tooth is getting out of hand, they’re not bad. Not bad at all.

About Robert Tilendis

Robert M. Tilendis lives a deceptively quiet life. He has made money as a dishwasher, errand boy, legal librarian, arts administrator, shipping expert, free-lance writer and editor, and probably a few other things he’s tried very hard to forget about. He has also been a student of history, art, theater, psychology, ceramics, and dance. Through it all, he has been an artist and poet, just to provide a little stability in his life. Along about January of every year, he wonders why he still lives someplace as mundane as Chicago; it must be that he likes it there.

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