Third runner up… Maple. Only the first ‘Wheat has any real semblance of maple-itude, and that’s like an extra crunchy version of those maple leaf-shaped cookies my Dad used to like. The smell is more noticeable than the taste.
Second runner up… Vanilla. Not bad, though the silver text on the box is weird. I don’t need superhero breakfast cereal, thanks. A bit too sweet, though, and constantly reminds me of icing.
First runner up… Original. A classic, truly, and a childhood staple. And it delivers that injection of refined sugar so crucial to people born after 1970.
And the winner, and finest of all Mini-Wheat offerings… . Like white sugar, but with the added delusion of somehow being slightly better for you. And, though it might be purely psychological, it tastes somehow a bit less sweet, which I appreciate.
Edited to add how very pleased I am to note that the < blink > tag still works in this day and age. 🙂