The chocolate straw looks like a brown small branch you would find in your front yard as a child. Or a cigar you would see an Italian mob member smoke in all of the old movies. The texture on my hands reminds me of a piece of construction paper, but the texture on my tongue starts hard but eventually gets smooth while the chocolate melts in my mouth. while I chew on the straw it sounds like I am chewing on a potato chip, guessing many people around me can hear the crunch in my mouth.