Sigh… Your supposed to let it run for a second when you switch drinks. Noone wants to drink homeopathic Fanta, or I-Cant-Believe-Its-Not Coke with lime.
I was a bit of an amateur mixologist as a child, and the top machine was my pallet.
But what was more, the corner store gas station that was down the street from my childhood home had multiple machines, each with 4 or 5 different drink options.
Years later, a friend of mine worked there as a summer job and told the friend group to avoid the fountain drinks so we did, and probably all still do.
Sigh… Your supposed to let it run for a second when you switch drinks. Noone wants to drink homeopathic Fanta, or I-Cant-Believe-Its-Not Coke with lime.
Wrong.
It’s called swamp water, and as kids we loved it. Mixem all up!
That is a lot better than what we called them: a suicide.
Swamp water is the name of a regional beverage where I am.
I was a bit of an amateur mixologist as a child, and the top machine was my pallet.
But what was more, the corner store gas station that was down the street from my childhood home had multiple machines, each with 4 or 5 different drink options.
Years later, a friend of mine worked there as a summer job and told the friend group to avoid the fountain drinks so we did, and probably all still do.