Okay, so the taste didn't thrill me. Mind you, this is all-natural peanut butter—so it doesn't taste as sweet as Skippy or Jif. There was an aftertaste I couldn't quite pinpoint... something along the lines of coffee grounds or maybe green tea? It reminded me of puberty: confusing and intimidating. But really, the aftertaste was a real thing.
However, I felt the caffeine. As advertised, it wasn't the jittery kind of caffeine high that made Jessie Spano freak out and almost die, but rather the mellow high that coffee gives you.
Would I eat this again? Naw, I like peanut butter like I like my women: smooth, sweet, and light brown. Scratch that last part, I literally can't go through another harassment training session.