On April 28, Starbucks will offer a brand new blended beverage — the S’mores Frappuccino.
There’s been a “secret menu” recipe for a S’mores Frappuccino on the internet for a while now that involves using Cinnamon Dolce and Toffee Nut syrups to emulate the graham. But this official version is different because it uses, according to Starbucks Melody, a graham cracker syrup.
The layered beverage features a marshmallow-infused whipped cream on the bottom; a milk chocolate sauce above that; and then a layer that’s made of graham cracker syrup, coffee, milk, and ice. All of that is topped with more marshmallow whipped cream and graham cracker crumbles.
The Starbucks S’mores Frappuccino will be available for a limited time.
If you get a chance to try it, let us know what you think of it in the comments.
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I tried the Bottled Version if this…TERRIBLE.
It’s freaking delicious.
I got the S’mores Frappuccino today, a grande with all the accoutrements on top. The first few sips were nothing but whipped cream… but once I got through to the actual drink, it was sweet. I mean, sickly, almost undrinkably sweet. It does taste vaguely of smores – I mostly got the chocolate and marshmallowy flavors. The graham syrup was more of a faint nutty flavor than anything else, really. But I still downed the whole thing in like 15 minutes, because it was delicious. But then I felt sick to my stomach for like 2 hours. Probably because of the insane amount of sugar I just put into my body in such a short period of time.
Do yourself a favor – order a tall, and drink it slow. I’d consider buying it again.
I like it overall. I was hoping the marshmallow and chocolate would be on top and not the bottom because the beginning sips are too sweet like Marcus said. I don’t think I will drink it often.
It’s….. weird. I got it twice, both grande sizes. The first one was with everything included. It was almost so unbearable I actually could only get though maybe half of it. I could actually feel the sugar congealing in my veins while the hum of a diabetes floated on the outskirts… The second time, I went back because- as you’ve said- it’s so bad you just kind of feel sorry for it. I got it without the chocolate sauce, despite the barista’s claims (sad puppy dog eyes included) that, “then it won’t really be a s’more!”. The verdict? Still enough that every sip is akin to playing heart-attack roulette, but the taste is slightly more bearable. The only good thing about it is that the top dose of marshmallow-whipped cream and graham cracker crumblies gave me Easter flashbacks; as it tasted incredibly like a cookie-dusted peep…