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.
Coke’s Mezzo Mix, with its 1.5% orange juice content, does not hold up well against the original bottler of the orange/cola hybrid: Spezi. I can’t tell if I feel this way out of (borrowed) nostalgia for Spezi, bias against Coke, or I don’t know what.
I definitely prefer the original ‘DIY’ ethos of Spezi; many people just stir up their own rather than buy it pre-bottled. They call that cocktail “spezi” without regard to the trademarked product, which came along after the drink was invented and named.
On the other hand, here someone has made their own brilliant Mezzo Mix commercial, and I’m sucker for wannabe viral marketing.
Filed under: soda — Tags: orange — * no deli * @ 03:04
I freely admit that most of my information about New England – Massachusetts especially – comes via Jonathan Richman. Despite the fact that the Modern Lovers tune “New England” is the least-informative regional promotion song ever put to wax.
Doddly-doodly-do-do-doo-do-do
Doddly-doodly-do-do-doo-do-do
Doddly-doodly-do-do-doo-do-do
Doddly-doodly-do-do-doo-do-do Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, I love New England.
Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, New England.
Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, New England.
Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, New England.
Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, New England.
Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, New England.
Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, New England.
Dum-de-dum-de-dum-dum-da-dum-day
Oh, New England.
Etc.
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Discovering that “Government Center” is actually a common (and disliked?) section of downtown Boston was a total thrill for me. When I was accidentally cruising up Massachusetts Route 128, I couldn’t've been more pleased with my poor sense of direction. Similarly, when I finally came across my first Stop & Shop – I rushed in!
Stop & Shop Markets are kinda underwhelming (no surprise). I picked up a cold, 240mL can of Stop & Shop brand orange soda, called SunPop. It was corn syrupy (another no surprise). Nevertheless! I sang to myself as I sipped it and drove on…
Now, speaking of the number ‘128′, this song…
…is an amazing live version [128kbps] of the Modern Lovers’ most well-known (and numbingly repetitive) song. Recorded live in 1972!
Stop & Shop, Route 128, the spirit of 1956, and the modern world all get mentions.
“Blenny” from www.blenheimshrine.com just contacted me.
Mostly to make me aware, I think, of www.blenheimshrine.com. Blenheim’s is a ginger ale fully deserving of a tribute – and I’m glad that “Blenny” has taken on the job.
By way of that website, you can figure out how to get this amazing, unsurpassed drink in your locale (erm – in the US).
Blenheim Ginger Ale
Find it. Take my word. Seriously.
Meanwhile…
I am sick with a cold and got up ridiculously early besides.
Ms. A. went to great trouble to find me some orange juice, and returned with this:
It was travel-weary juice (i.e. slightly fermented) but still very good. I’m confused, though. Can you read that there, in blue…?
It says: “SQUEEZED in KENT DAILY“. What? Kent, England? Is Kent the ‘orange capitol’ of the UK or something? Known for its vast, bountiful orange groves and its expert orange-juicing acumen. World-renowned Kent.
I drank Squamscot Fruit Bowl because… how could you not buy a drink with the word “bowl” in its name? And then drink it? You couldn’t not. Anyway, it’s just a very fake “fruity” flavor with a pleasant orange (“orange”) overtone.
Then I drank the flavor called Yup – for a similar reason. No idea what a “Yup” is, or why it’s called that. Tasted like lemon, by which of course I mean “lemon”.
I saved the most anticipated Squamscot Soda for last: MAPLE CREAM. Why no charming photo? Well, according to the December 31st, 1969 issue of the Boston Herald – ‘Maple Cream’ is Squamscot’s newest flavor, and, as such, hasn’t found its way to their website just yet.
Annnnd that was the end of the Squamscot six pack.
When, on occasion, you are a tourist in one of those newly-fabricated inner-city yuppie enclaves, it is typically worth your while to visit the freshly installed “specialty foods” store. There will ALWAYS be one; some shoppe must cater all the condowarming parties, naturally. There you will find many beautifully packaged, barely edible European foodstuffs. Half the time you get lucky and find a well-stocked chocolate department. But then there is the cooler, where you will find the drinks. Ah!
I bought three French 75 cl. bottles of flavoured water: Lemonade, orange/pomegranate, and VIOLET. They are all delicious, all made with real sugar, and all worth the yacht downpayment I forked over for them – but holy fuck – excuse me – were you listening? V I O L E T F L A V O U R. It’s so heavenly, I‘ve been sipping it by the shotglass, and the bottle has lasted two weeks.
I can’t find a pic of the fancy bottles, but I did find one of the bottling plant…?
Filed under: soda — Tags: orange — * no deli * @ 22:38
Real Brew is a simultaneously mysterious and widely available organic soda company. Try to find substantial information about “Real Brew” on the internet! Impossible! Ahhh – but deep and devious research techniques reveal that this “all-natural” soda company is wholly owned by Smucker’s Corp. (i.e. the jam, jelly, and who-knows-what-else company) which is affiliated with RW Knudsen, the juice magnate. So what? Right!
Well, despite the intense size of the companies involved (or because of it?) I can not find a pic of this bottle anywhere online. But orange soda in a brown bottle = weird for some reason.
If Orange Julep has a slogan, I don’t know it.
They’ve probably had several since the 1940s. I’m sure they’re all great.
Giant Orange.
Orange Julep’s position as a Montreal physical / cultural landmark can probably be overstated – but I’m not in a position to do it. Located in the middle what is surely one of the ugliest neighbourhoods on the island, the beverage called Orange Julep is served daily out of a giant, 40 foot tall, orange-coloured concrete ball. Literally – the drink comes out of the ball. There are insulated tubes running out of the ceiling with spigots on the bottom. Not unlike beer taps.
This bizarre method of delivery only lends to the sense of mystery surrounding the means of production & ingredients in this drink. It appears to have some actual orange juice, along with loads of (powdered?) sugar. Beyond that is speculation. It seems very likely that there is a dairy component to the drink, but again – who knows? It’s certainly too frothy, viscous, and rich to escape skepticism.
Orange Julep also produces a bottled version of its famous drink – and that one is dairy-free. However, if you order the bottled version at the counter – they just look at you funny. Why don’t you want it from the ceiling?!
While you may be thinking that Orange Julep suspiciously resembles the disgusting produce of that American West Coast drink chain, Orange Julius – you are probably thinking right. Julius pre-dates Julep by at least a decade. Coincidence? Then, locally, there is a cheap reproduction of the Orange Julep – known as “Orange Maison”. It comes in giant, plastic, orange-shaped bottles. Coincidence? It’s sugary sweet, but watery.
Apparently, it used to be delivered to houses along with the milk (?!?).
Filed under: soda — Tags: orange — * no deli * @ 14:49
“…*CONTAINS 5% JUICE”
Ha! Thanks!
This soda has an ever better gag up its sleeve!
C’plus is an orange drink, so we assume that the “C” refers to vitamin C.
A brief glance at the “Nutrition Facts” label will show the following:
Vitamin A… 0% Vitamin C… 0%
Calcium… 0%
Iron… 0%
Hm.
If we are talking about a registered trademark, can it still considered “false advertising”?
Could they argue in court that the “C” stands for “Courtesy” or “Calories” or “Cadbury”…?