Ok. So I have a slight addiction to sugar and caffeine. Mexican Cokes are my drug of choice.
They are GOOD! (They are bottled in Mexico, and real sugar is used – making them taste like they did when I was a kid in the late 60s and early 70s.)
Anyway, they are also expensive; so if I can’t finish one at one time, I try to save them for later. They keep their carbonation pretty well.
My father calls empty beer bottles, “Dead Soldiers.” So this morning when Joe opened the refrigerator, he burst out laughing and shouted, “We Were Soldiers!” A takeoff on a Mel Gibson movie… and of course, he was making fun of me.
Photos and Migraines 