treacly

American  

[tree-klee] / ˈtri kli /

adjective

1. sentimental in a contrived or unrestrained way.

   The stories too often feature clichéd piffle and end with treacly flourishes.

2. British. resembling molasses mixed with corn syrup in taste, color, texture, etc..

   The chestnut honey has a sweet, treacly taste with an earthy, nutty aroma.

   We spent a delicious hour inhaling the treacly light of late afternoon.

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Etymology

Origin of treacly

treacl(e) + -y ¹ ( def. )

Explanation

Use the adjective treacly to describe something that has a sticky, sweet flavor. Your dad's chocolate pecan pie might be a little too treacly for your taste. Something that's way too sugary is treacly. Your little brother might love treats like fudge and caramels and syrupy soft drinks that just taste treacly to you. You can also use the word in a more figurative way, to talk about overly sweet talk or behavior, like the treacly language on a sentimental greeting card. Treacly comes from treacle — a British term for molasses — originally "an antidote to poison," from the Greek root theriake, "antidote for poisonous wild animals."

Example Sentences

The big “IF” — as in “imaginary friend” — in John Krasinski’s treacly kids dramedy is a grizzly-sized purple goon who goes by the name Blue.

From New York Times • May 16, 2024

In a separate review for London Theatre, Swain praised Barne and Buchan for having "crafted a sharp modern update to the Richard Curtis-esque Transatlantic meet-cute, adding welcome spice to that treacly recipe".

From BBC • Apr. 24, 2024

Those who say “Ted Lasso” was treacly and wandered a bit during the third season make legitimate points.

From Seattle Times • May 31, 2023

For the most part, it is warmly amusing without diving too far into the realm of the maudlin or treacly; and it side-steps anything insensitive while still enjoying some bawdy humor.

From Los Angeles Times • Mar. 9, 2023

He misses the press of people, the noise and chaos, black Model Ts rattling along the cobblestones, the treacly smell of street vendors’ peanuts roasting in sugar.

From "Orphan Train" by Christina Baker Kline