I hate it when energy drinks shrink in size. Inflation? Who knows and that is not exactly the point. Consumers have expected sixteen ounces up until recently from Zoa, but now were are stuck with a measly twelve. I would care far less if the visuals were appealing, but the bright blues are just too mild for founder Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson's muscular personality.
The flavor is fortunately better than the brand's earlier "Fruit Punch," but that is faint praise considering how awful it was. Without any actual juice, the likes of pineapple, passionfruit, guava, and orange crash on the palate without much in the way grace or any real purpose. They are clunky and awkward together, lacking a centralized core, a single flavor or characteristic to bring cohesiveness to the short-lived experience. I wish acidity was the binder, as it is initially bright and lively, but before your tongue can make its way through all the parts of the punch, it dies into a weak sauce sourness. That is dually a shame, as the sweetness, sole sweetener sucralose, needs something to combat the slight falseness it introduces just by existing. I wish this tasted better, I really do.
160 milligrams of caffeine, the same as when the line was canned in larger cans, the two hour long kick kicks well enough but is unspectacular. Overall, Zoa Tropical Punch does not taste, look or perform as well as it should.
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