Mon Chéri
I love Ferrero’s chocolate products, mainly Rocher and Kinder. I have also been quite fond of Nutella, although I’m not sure that one’s exactly a chocolate product. Rafaello candies, just haven’t won me over.
It wasn’t until I spent some time in Europe that I got to know Mon Chéri. Visually at least, in three years living there, I never worked the courage to pick up a pack. Last Christmas while visiting some German friends, I received a box of the little candies. My wife also picked up a small pack for the in-laws.
I knew I had to write about these, but I hadn’t even gotten around to tasting them until one day my wife’s father told me those little things were so strong you could get drunk on them. My curiosity was piqued so I had to get home and taste one for myself.
Long I had disdained Mon Chéri because I thought it was like most of the cordial cherry candies I had tasted: overly sweet liqueur in a milk chocolate shell. I was about to find out that Ferrero’s version is an entirely different animal.
Upon opening the box, I found fifteen little, bittersweet chocolate bricks. So much for the classic milk chocolate. I bit into one carefully and found my mouth filled with a strong but enjoyable liqueur. Finally, instead of the unrecognizable, bright red lump of maraschino, I found something that actually resembles a cherry.
It has been quite a surprise to get a taste of Mon Chéri, and somewhat of a sadness to finally see the last little brick disappear. I’ll look forward to my next taste of these “grown-up,” more elegant version of the chocolate encased cherry.
In the U.S., Mon Cheri are filled with a hazelnut paste. It’s everywhere else in the world that it’s cherry cordial type chocolate.
You faked me out for a second and made me look up my old Mon Cheri review to make sure I hadn’t remembered it wrong. I thought I’d gone crazy!