I think it’s safe to say Pepperidge Farm’s Milano is America’s second favorite cookie that ends with an O. Every year, 558 million Milano cookies are made. But did you know the Milano was the result of a happy accident, like Post-It Notes, penicillin, and, maybe, you or your siblings?
According to the Milano’s Wikipedia page (yeah, take that Encyclopedia Britannica), the sandwich cookie was created after their open-faced cookies topped with chocolate, the Naples, fused together in the packaging when sent to areas with warm weather. This problem caused the Naples cookie to evolve into the Milano.
That happened over 50 years ago, but Pepperidge Farm has been around much longer than that. In fact, this year, the company is celebrating its 75th anniversary and to honor the occasion they’ve released a Milano Cookie Cake, a two-layer vanilla cake with chocolate buttercream icing and sprinkled with crumbled Milano cookie pieces. The broken up Milano pieces make the top of the cake look like it’s used as the catch pan under Cookie Monster’s mouth to make cleaning up after him easier.
Measuring 5 3/4 inches wide and 2 1/4 inches tall, the Milano Cookie Cake’s size might have you thinking to yourself, “I probably could eat that whole thing in one sitting.” But, looking at the nutrition facts, I’d highly suggest against it. If you’re eating it by the slice, it’s prepared by cutting the portion you want, leaving it out at room temperature for 20 minutes, and then enjoying it.
As it sat in my freezer, waiting to be devoured, I dreamt it would be an awesome dessert, but after eating my first slice, that dream was crushed, like the Milano cookies that top the cake. The Milano cookies are what drew me to this cake, but they take a backseat to the chocolate buttercream icing. I’m not talking Mini Cooper backseat, I’m talking Greyhound bus backseat.
The Milanos do nothing to enhance the flavor of the cake, instead it appears they’re like truck nuts in that their purpose is to decorate and annoy. How can a Milano Cookie Cake not have a little bit of Milano cookie flavor? It’s like buying a Playboy magazine and it’s filled with only words.
As a whole, the Pepperidge Farm Milano Cookie Cake was decent. The vanilla cake was, as expected for a frozen cake that’s been thawed, dry and crumbly. The dominating chocolate buttercream icing was rich and decadent. But this cake doesn’t do the crispy Milano cookie any justice and it’s extremely disappointing. It’s definitely not worth consuming the two grams of trans fat each slice provides.
The Milano cookie deserves better than this.
(Nutrition Facts – 1/8 cake – 250 calories, 130 calories from fat, 15 grams of fat, 5 grams of saturated fat, 2 grams of trans fat, 20 milligrams of cholesterol, 135 milligrams of sodium, 28 grams of carbohydrates, 2 grams of fiber, 20 grams of sugar, 2 grams of protein, 2% calcium, and 8% iron.)
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Item: Pepperidge Farm Chocolate Buttercream & Crumbled Cookie Milano Cookie Cake
Purchased Price: $6.99
Size: 18 ounces
Purchased at: Target
Rating: 5 out of 10
Pros: Milano cookies. Happy accidents. Great if you like chocolate buttercream icing. Post-It Notes. Penicillin.
Cons: Milano cookies don’t do much in terms of flavor, but do add decoration. Two grams of trans fat per serving. Dry and crumbly cake. Pictureless Playboy magazines.
Since we’re now using Milanos in a non-standard setting, I can safely assume Krispy Kreme, or Dunkin Donuts will eventually follow suit with a much better execution (in independent formats, not a cake like this).
Man I hope so.
This explains why I saw these on sale today at Wal Mart for $2.00. I was sorely tempted as double-chocolate Milanos have long been a favorite of mine but….I resisted and after reading this, am glad I did! 🙂
I should have read your review before wasting my money! Cake is VERY dry. What a disappointment.
Pepperidge Farm – BROKEN THIN COOKIES – NOT WHAT THEY USED TO BE – STOP BUYING
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OPEN THE BAG – COOKIES ARE THIN, BROKEN, NO PLASTIC KEEPER ON THE TOP THAT KEEPS COOKIES STABLE, MORONS WHO DELIVER THE BAGS SEEM TO SQUEEZE THEM AND BREAK THE PRODUCT, CHOCOLATE AMOUNTS??-WHAT A JOKE. I WILL NEVER BUY ANOTHER OF THEIR PRODUCTS AGAIN – THERE ARE TOO MANY OTHER ”GOOD COOKIES” TO CHOOSE FROM. JUNK,
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