watching Mom get out the Torani syrups
When my brother and I were little, sometimes my mom would make us something really special: "Italian Sodas." It was basically fizzy water with a spoonful of flavored Torani syrup added in. In the corner of their kitchen is the liquor cabinet - filled with bottles of all shapes and sizes and colors. Very mysterious and exciting. That's also where they kept the Torani syrups.
I not sure if "Italian Sodas" are an actual thing, or if it's just something we did. I think mostly those syrups are used in coffee drinks these days, but I still haven't tried that. As a kid, my favorite flavors for Italian Sodas were Raspberry, Lemon, Lime, and Anisette. That Anisette flavor was so special. It's kinda weird that I remember that one as my most favorite flavor, because it's definitely not a very kid-friendly flavor. I think it must just be that my parents were so excited about it, and their enthusiasm must have been infectious.
But I was just a kid. I didn't drink espresso! So, the people who ran the cafe offered me Italian Sodas for a year. Or maybe it was 50 Italian Sodas. I really don't remember, except that as a kid it felt like an infinite and unfathomable motherload of a prize. It was a really cool cafe, in a pretty spot right by the bookstore, and it was a nice place to be. I recall that I had a little punch card, and I could just walk up to the counter and order my free Italian soda. They had lots of syrups on hand there, so I had many choices to choose from. It was totally rad.
I'm sorry to report that I have no memory or written record of my award-winning limerick.
Boy, it has been a seriously long time since I had an Italian Soda.
Driven by the spirit of Noshtalgia, I decided to make myself an Italian Soda. This involved a totally awesome first-time trip to BevMo. Damn, they have everything there! Actually, they have a lot of things, but they don't have Anisette flavored Torani syrup, unfortunately. So, I went with my childhood second choice and bought a bottle of the raspberry syrup. Yesterday was pretty hot, and I rode my bike home after a two-hour yoga class... with visions of Italian Sodas in my heart.
Kiddo Amey & J.D.
Wow, it really 100% hit the spot. Somewhat to my surprise, this was one of the more powerful noshtalgia experiences I've had. The flavor was so familiar, and also so distant... something I hadn't had in so long. It took me right back to the good ol' days of drinking Italian sodas with my first dog, JD by my side. I was thinking I would give the bottle of syrup to my mom after I did this post (she still makes Italian Sodas for her grandkids)... but it turns out that I really liked my Italian soda. And I kinda want some more. For now, I'm hanging on to that bottle.
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