This is the NO DELI drink diary, wherein I struggle to document all of my beverage adventures, keep my Ænglish skillz intact, and unlearn basic HTML.
Things are not finished here. At all. That’s why this top post is so long – to ensure that you understand this. Shit is broke.
In commemoration of this fascinating holiday, I’m drinking a bottle of ΕΨΑ’s Orangeade. It’s the least I can do, and the occasion had me re-reviewing ΕΨΑ’s ace website, some quotes from which will now follow:
Our factory is wonderful. It has intensely traditional style and it gives a sense of harmony as old and new coexist in a splendidly shaped space.
The new look of EPSA is so much enjoyable that «your eyes enjoy» makes you anticipate tasting the authentic flavours of dew that contain.
«When I am thirsty between the choices that exist, and everybody else drinks what it is found in front of them, I insist in choosing EPSA.»
Until now we knew that Greeks were fighting like heroes; from now on we shall say that the heroes fight like Greeks.
In a case of either intimidation, incompetence, or ignorance of law: Hansen’s/Monster Energy Drinks has sent (via its crack, outsourced legal team) some nasty messages to a fellow drink reviewer. Read here or here for background. Let’s hope the PR people at Monster shorten the leash of their little sub-contracted paralegals.
Meanwhile, maybe now’s a good time to begin ignoring Hansen’s products.
Wait. I was already doing that.
PS: WTF? Srsly.
Six Fortune Mandarin Orange Drink.
Another orange float – this time a product of Corea.
Not much more to say about that.
Proudly “Produced By National Factory for Foodstuff Production“ says the can.
This perfectly respectable Jordanian orange float (aka ‘orange sac drink’) appears pictured here with its little brother – pineapple float. But, in the pineapple Zakey, what substance substitutes for that crucial orange pulp…?
Spotted in a nearby recycling bin. The very idea of an Alberta-manufactured vodka somehow captured my imagination, so I snapped a picture.
First-impression-incongruity works in favor of some liquors. ‘Quirk appeal’ I think they call it. On the notoriously overcrowded vodka shelves, distinguishing your swill from the horde is vital. But in this case… I don’t know… it just seems like a joke. As if “Alberta vodka” was actually a Canadian euphemism for cow urine or something. But maybe I’m being a snob. Anyway – yes, it was a plastic bottle. Of course.
The stuff has its admirers, nevertheless. And it seems like it’s been around for a while.
Goes to show how far snobbery gets you.
This particular recycling bin is often full of such wonders. You never know what I’ll discover next!
Read more over HERE.
And, for the record, the best green tea/cola combo will always be Cricket Cola. As for shiso-soda, I have no alternative recommendations. None at all.
