NOTHING tops an ice cold classic Coke. On ice. At my age (80) I'm supposed to drink tea and water and stuff like that. But I can't ever give up an occasional COKE. You notice I made it capitalized. Because that's how I feel about a COKE. Today, just today, I came home from work and had a grilled cheese sandwich and a crisp cold classic COKE. Oh yeah, baby, nothing better.
As an old diabetic man, I need Vitamin Water Zero. Nutritional benefits and no extra insulin required. That said, diet coke is the only really viable diet cola. But then there's my low tolerance for caffeine.
As a kid, the only sodas I liked were root beer (any brand, although A&W was the best), and Squirt. Come to think of it, those are the only two sodas I like even now, although I haven't seen Squirt in a long time. I will suffer with Sprite if necessary, but NEVER any cola drink! Could not stand any of them, then or now. Mostly if I'm thirsty I would rather have orange juice or lemonade, not soda at all.
My son, who is your age, Will, consumed vast quantities of Dr. Pepper in his teens (and maybe his twenties) -- mostly at restaurants like TGI Fridays and Chili's that gave unlimited free refills. Now, in his thirties he has given up soda altogether, as far as I can tell.
As a kid whose parents owned an Italian-American restaurant, my absolute favorite meal was my own personal cheese and white onion pizza (made by me after school), an order of French fries and a Coke. How I didn't end up with a butt bigger than Trump's is a tribute to the hummingbird metabolism I inherited from my mom, who readers of this column know is still fully functional and positively frisky at 100, but light enough to be a jockey at Churchill Downs - of course they'd be picking up pieces of her broken skeleton before she got three poles from the starting gate, but we're not talking about joints here. But my tastes, too, have changed, and most soft drinks leave me unaffected. Except that every once in a while, after a hot day either helping my lovely wife with the gardening (rare, I grant you, but I do occasionally do it) or on the golf course (far less rare) I get a craving for the aforementioned A&W Root Beer that makes me sympathize with people trying to quit cigarettes. Or crack. Just thinking about it now...I'm going to go do some pushups.
Don't really drink soda anymore, but I recently indulged in some root beer while visiting my parents and it was pretty sensational. Considered going full root beer float like my dad suggested (the vanilla ice cream was right there in the freezer) but couldn't quite bring myself to do it.
NOTHING tops an ice cold classic Coke. On ice. At my age (80) I'm supposed to drink tea and water and stuff like that. But I can't ever give up an occasional COKE. You notice I made it capitalized. Because that's how I feel about a COKE. Today, just today, I came home from work and had a grilled cheese sandwich and a crisp cold classic COKE. Oh yeah, baby, nothing better.
This person gets it. Original Coke for life.
Diet Coke Forevet! Only now it’s decaffeinated because I’m old.
Oh, the sacrifices!
As an old diabetic man, I need Vitamin Water Zero. Nutritional benefits and no extra insulin required. That said, diet coke is the only really viable diet cola. But then there's my low tolerance for caffeine.
I’m a Diet Pepsi kinda person. I did give all sodas up a few years ago but still have one on occasion over ice
As a kid, the only sodas I liked were root beer (any brand, although A&W was the best), and Squirt. Come to think of it, those are the only two sodas I like even now, although I haven't seen Squirt in a long time. I will suffer with Sprite if necessary, but NEVER any cola drink! Could not stand any of them, then or now. Mostly if I'm thirsty I would rather have orange juice or lemonade, not soda at all.
My son, who is your age, Will, consumed vast quantities of Dr. Pepper in his teens (and maybe his twenties) -- mostly at restaurants like TGI Fridays and Chili's that gave unlimited free refills. Now, in his thirties he has given up soda altogether, as far as I can tell.
As a kid whose parents owned an Italian-American restaurant, my absolute favorite meal was my own personal cheese and white onion pizza (made by me after school), an order of French fries and a Coke. How I didn't end up with a butt bigger than Trump's is a tribute to the hummingbird metabolism I inherited from my mom, who readers of this column know is still fully functional and positively frisky at 100, but light enough to be a jockey at Churchill Downs - of course they'd be picking up pieces of her broken skeleton before she got three poles from the starting gate, but we're not talking about joints here. But my tastes, too, have changed, and most soft drinks leave me unaffected. Except that every once in a while, after a hot day either helping my lovely wife with the gardening (rare, I grant you, but I do occasionally do it) or on the golf course (far less rare) I get a craving for the aforementioned A&W Root Beer that makes me sympathize with people trying to quit cigarettes. Or crack. Just thinking about it now...I'm going to go do some pushups.
Can confirm cigarettes & crack are better than A&W.
hmmm, have to try that!
Ride or die? Definitely Diet Coke and potato chips. A lethal combo for sure but the crunch and the bubbles do it for me! You are your mother’s son!
Don't really drink soda anymore, but I recently indulged in some root beer while visiting my parents and it was pretty sensational. Considered going full root beer float like my dad suggested (the vanilla ice cream was right there in the freezer) but couldn't quite bring myself to do it.
OG Coke forever. All other pagan coke variations, diet or otherwise, are to be cast out like lepers.
Also fun story: My Mom’s friend growing up drank so much diet coke the aspartame rotted her joints. Enjoy that thought.