“naturally flavored with other natural flavors” -- The writer and philosopher in me wants to track down the individual that came up with that phrase, take them out behind the woodshed and whup them like a stepchild, and then laugh in their whimpering, bleeding faces.
The shape of the bottles gave me a chuckle. They reminded me of a particular sex toy that can be used by both men and women.
Beyond that, the German in my says, "Wasser ist für washing."
I'm tempted to say, "Meh, water is water." But, from someone who'd drive across Houston for a cup of non-Starbucks coffee, I'll definitely give you the benefit of the doubt.😊
So, I cross post on Rick Steves' Europe page, right? When I remember to look, I'll read comments on the page. You wouldn't BELIEVE how many dudes--dudes, mind, you that never bothered to read the article--took me to task over the idea of writing about Italian water. Poor schlubs. They have no idea what they're talking about--or missing. At least I got a good chuckle out of it.
And I'd drive straight to hell--or to Houston--to avoid Starbucks ;-)
I was addicted to San Pelligrino, but I've been priced out of the market. I'm going to see if Acqua Panna is available here and check out the price. Guessing it couldn't be too different in price than my beloved Pelligrino
Nooooooo! Has the price gone up? That's terrible. But San Pelligrino is delicious, isn't it? Love that water. I don't understand people who say all water is the same.
Yes, wine is an acquired taste, especially for a super taster. Some are fab and a lot are shite. Kinda like an oyster, delicious or a dirty sock slithering down my throat. I’ve impregnated myself with quite a few aphrodisiacal reds, but when I read the tap water in Houston was an extreme sport, my water broke! 🤪🥰
“naturally flavored with other natural flavors” -- The writer and philosopher in me wants to track down the individual that came up with that phrase, take them out behind the woodshed and whup them like a stepchild, and then laugh in their whimpering, bleeding faces.
The shape of the bottles gave me a chuckle. They reminded me of a particular sex toy that can be used by both men and women.
Beyond that, the German in my says, "Wasser ist für washing."
I would pay to see that.
I'm tempted to say, "Meh, water is water." But, from someone who'd drive across Houston for a cup of non-Starbucks coffee, I'll definitely give you the benefit of the doubt.😊
So, I cross post on Rick Steves' Europe page, right? When I remember to look, I'll read comments on the page. You wouldn't BELIEVE how many dudes--dudes, mind, you that never bothered to read the article--took me to task over the idea of writing about Italian water. Poor schlubs. They have no idea what they're talking about--or missing. At least I got a good chuckle out of it.
And I'd drive straight to hell--or to Houston--to avoid Starbucks ;-)
Ah, mansplaining. No wonder this world is so fucked up. Most of those poor schlubs probably think Folger’s is a Grade A caffeine delivery system. 😝
I was addicted to San Pelligrino, but I've been priced out of the market. I'm going to see if Acqua Panna is available here and check out the price. Guessing it couldn't be too different in price than my beloved Pelligrino
Nooooooo! Has the price gone up? That's terrible. But San Pelligrino is delicious, isn't it? Love that water. I don't understand people who say all water is the same.
When not drinking the fantastic wine in Italy, I always ordered acqua frizzante. I love my water bubbly, too.
Right? It really is its own thing. So glad you and I can be acqua frizzante buddies.
You haven't tried real Polish mineral waters, for example, Muszynianka. Nestle is a commercial shit and doesn't represent Polish waters.
The water from the Roman fountains is probably the best I’ve ever tasted
Love this. My wife is a frizzante nut. I prefer naturale. We had our well water tested and that’s what I drink most of the time.
Yes, wine is an acquired taste, especially for a super taster. Some are fab and a lot are shite. Kinda like an oyster, delicious or a dirty sock slithering down my throat. I’ve impregnated myself with quite a few aphrodisiacal reds, but when I read the tap water in Houston was an extreme sport, my water broke! 🤪🥰