Ovaltine Malt Beverage Mix 1200g

Tastes as good as it was soooo many years ago. Dissolves immidiately.

Great tea. As someone from Nigeria this one of our best childhood chocolate teas. Dissolves very well. Texture is very nice and consistence with what I’ve known. No too much sugar or change in taste, everything is still the same. It’s a healthy choice and it dissolves in all temperatures very well. High value for money I highly recommend this product everyone.

DELICIOSO SABOR MUY RECOMENDABLE Y DE GRAN YAMAÑO

I love Ovaltine and have ordered it many times. It’s the original malt drink I grew up with in Germany, and it still has that same comforting taste. The 1200g pack is great value and lasts a long time.

A no caffeine, chocolate like, tasty drink. I love it. And I love the big metal container to keep it in.

Long ago in a time before light when all was darkness and swirling evil. There existed in the very center of the void a pool of pure undilluted darkness. Not an absence of light, mind you, but pure darkness in solid form. This evil manifested itself as a crumbly brown dirt which could corrupt and destroy all that it touched. So deadly was the evil soil that even the monsters that writhed in the darkness feared it. In time, they encased the soil in an indestructible cylinder, one from which it could never escape. However, as with all things of evil it could be released. In time the darkness subsided and the age of light began, and for a time it was good. This did not last however. While the darkness and the things it hid oozed away into the cracks of reality, the cylinder survived and the evilest of evil made its way here. Billions of years later on our own little world the cylinder was discovered, and sold. Again and again the Dark Can changed owners from Chieftain, to Wizard, to Priest, to King, to Emperor and on and on through the ages. However, it seemed the universe had other plans for our world and rather than an all consuming darkness the Dark Can was never opened. When its last owner, Magistrate Gerlag Blorrscht passed from accidental implosion the Can was left languishing in a vault for years. It was not until Gerlag's estate was finally sold at auction that the Dark Can once more found its way into the world of man, as the prized possession of Mortimer P. Ovaltine the disgraced son of the beloved creator of the delicious malt beverage. Somehow Mortimer's twisted, writhing mind was attuned to the Can and the Can to him. It whispered to him filing his hornet's nest of a mind with the darkest of thoughts. Mortimer retreated form society to dedicate his time to his only obsession deciphering the whispers of the Dark Can. He spent years listening to the Can, researching it, understanding it as no mortal ever had. When he was done he was no longer Mortimer P. Ovaltine, he had become something else, something wicked. In the dark of night in the sanctum he'd built and desecrated in blood, the thing that had been Mortimer hatched the most evil plan in the history of concepts. He would bring about the dark times with his father's legacy! The plan was simple. Upon his death the dark soil was to be removed from the can and mixed with a batch of his father's drink mix. The dark soil would be spread across hundreds of cans and sold throughout the world. With each can that was sold and opened more and more of the darkness they contained would be freed. Freed to permeate our world until our inevitable doom at the hands of Ovaltine. Make no mistake, Mortimer's plan was a success! The Dark Can was opened, the dark soil was spread, and a batch of tainted Ovaltine was sold to the world under the dark name of "European Formula". This is the sign of the beast! This dark name and its taste. A flavor so malignant that you will feel the child in you die of despair. We are on a knife's edge. These Cans must be found. There is no way to destroy them, but they can be hidden, kept safe, for they must never be opened. If all 666 cans of the European Formula are opened the darkness will return and the writhing things inside will come back, and they are hungry. So very, very hungry.