After a long St. Pat’s weekend, some coworkers and I stopped into Shake Shack for a quick burger. Naturally, I spent $24, and seven of those dollars went toward this candy bar that they had on the shelf.
For that price point, I was expecting a revelatory experience, hopefully bordering on the physically affirming.
Individually hand-labeled, there was also a chance this bar was a collector’s item.
But then I ate it and it was merely a good dark chocolate bar with very slight notes of cinnamon and cranberry. Which was a bummer, I guess, especially since Shake Shack does just about everything else right.