Snack Report: Oreo Filled Cupcake, Red Velvet, and Cinnamon Bun

I have a friend named Beth that occasionally enjoys eating bad food and I love eating bad food, so for one of her birthday gifts I bought three brands of Oreo cookies to pig out on. It was the perfect opportunity to do a snack report on three of these new fangled Oreo flavors. Here we go!

Filled Cupcake Oreos

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This Oreo variety did nothing for me. It’s got some chocolate filling with some regular frosting filling in the middle. I don’t know how they did it, but it’s kind of bland. I’d take regular Oreos over these any day. Try harder next time, Oreo! You know you can do better than this. You’ve shamed your ancestors.

Cinnamon Bun Oreos

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I like cinnamon, but I did not like this cookie. It tasted like cinnamon, but not a cinnamon bun exactly. The name is a little deceiving. I feel like I’ve been lied to. Another failure to produce a satisfactory Oreo offshoot.

Note: I decided to give another one a try and after I knew I was getting into it wasn’t really bad. It just wasn’t a cinnamon bun. It’s just a cinnamon cookie. Having a picture of a cinnamon bun on the package raises your hopes way too high. Now I want to go get a cinnamon bun, but I really don’t want to eat more of these cookies.

Red Velvet Oreos

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Oh man, the real winner of the night was the Oreo Red Velvet cupcakes. The other winner of the night was me for eating them.

Here’s the deal: You make anything taste like creme cheese and I’ll be all up in it’s business. I loved these things so much that I had to like act chill in front of my friend and not just grab handfuls and shove them in my face. Still, I managed to put far too many down into my mouth hole and later got a stomach ache. I don’t blame the Oreos. I blame myself. This time, I’ve shamed my ancestors.

My girlfriend later tried one and said it was super gross, but she’s good at baking and can really tell the difference between artificially flavored cream cheese and the real deal. If you’re this picky you may hate these things. Me? Bring on the chemicals, Baby!