I finally tried a drop last night. Double Zout.
A friend had brought it back from the Netherlands. My grandmother had always talked about the ‘good’ licorice she use to have as a kid back in the Oude Lande, that she missed so much. So I figured this must be it.
Now I’m okay with licorice. It’s an acquired taste, and I’ve managed to acquire somewhat of a taste for it, over time.
I’m okay with salt, too. My blood pressure carefully regulated, I manage to ingest rather salty dishes, and enjoy such salt-based treats as soy sauce, vegemite, and, well, salt licks.
So I tried it.
Gosh, that was salty. Like in ‘ocean wave up your nose and in your face’ salty. Saltier than soy, saltier than vegemite. Heck, it was saltier than that heaping bowl of salt I’d once enjoyed as a treat.
I check out some info on the product: Contains Ammonium chloride salt. Hmmmm. For when sodium chloride just isn’t salty enough.
I frankly didn’t even notice much licorice flavor. Just a sort of ubersalt with undertones of something dark, and not dark like a nice dark chocolate, or even beef drippings, but dark like polder bottoms or cheeses gone horribly wrong.
Seeing my stunned response to that drop, my friend offered me a different licorice candy: One sweetened with honey.
I expected a more traditional licorice candy here. But no, it too was a Double Zout, only with honey added. <<shudder>> Extra sugar didn’t help.
Here’s an online review of Double Zout. I didn’t think it was as bad as the reviewer said, but I really can’t argue with him too much.
Sorry, Grandma Mercotan. I’d prefer to suck a pickled herring. Or a tablespoon of vegemite.