Pink Drink

As my readership knows since last year (if they read this blog for that long) I sometimes treat myself at work with the pseudo fruit juice that is Snapple. It is an artificial mess of a juice drink that only the Yanks can create (born in New York says the label), but that is not quite the point of this post. Or maybe it is. Anyway, last time I bought Snapple with my lunch, there was no Fruit Punch (which tastes neither fruity nor punchy) so I had the Kiwi Strawberry. Now, I've had kiwi strawberry juice and smoothies before and I can tell you: it does not look or tastes like the Snapple version at all. The Snapple version, in fact, tastes as pink as it looks. And can you imagine what a pink drink tastes like? Well, it tastes like this. So I have no idea why I buy this. It is fake and kind of vile and it is nothing like it says on the label. Maybe because I like the trivial facts you can read on the lid (the "real facts"), but they get old. Moral of the story: I really obsess about stupid things sometimes.

Snapple trivia

Sometimes at lunch time, I buy myself a Snapple drink, usually a fruit punch. It's probably just as bad as a cola, but I feel less guilty drinking that than a cola. Apparently, it says on the label that it is born in New York, but available everywhere in the world, or something like that. But what I like about Snapple is not the juice, which is more like a sort of juicy drink that tastes of colours more than any fruits, but the "real facts", bunch of trivial information about various topics: you cannot tickle yourself, plants can have a fever just like humans when sick, fish can drown too, etc. When one has a few minutes to waste during lunchtime, this is always fun to read. Moral of the story: I am easily amused.