...that I haven't tried. Final day in Budapest is a double-session of chocolate milk tasting, the second of which follows actual solid food intake (unsalted peanuts). Hungary served me well-- next up: Poland.

A trip to French hypermarket Auchan outside of Budapest yielded a bunch of new (to me) chocolate milk. Need to drink it ASAP as there's precious little vacancy in the mini fridge.

The first of a few videos reviewing Hungarian chocolate milk. Also, a 'pro' tip on opening any bagged liquid.

Pounding sub-par, protein-fortified chocolate milk before bed (and on a somewhat full stomach) feels like work, albeit necessary in order to get to the good stuff the next morning.

A quick review of some chocolate milk collected in Vienna-- more good than bad!

I pride myself in leaving no stone unturned when searching for chocolate milk. But every once in a while, something happens, and you miss one; a bitter undercurrent in an otherwise successful day trip to Bratislava.

Part of what I signed up for in pursuing the world's best chocolate milk is the unintentional consequence of also encountering the world's worst. It's early yet, but I may have found a candidate in Prague.

Ended up with so much chocolate milk in Berlin that I had to haul some to the Czech Republic and review it there.

Finding chocolate milk is sometimes the easy part, particularly in Germany. But all that's found must go down the hatch at some point.

A typical day in the life of a traveling chocolate milk hunter. Would Berlin surpass Seoul as the world's capital of chocolate milk?