An odd thing happened to me the other day. My girlfriend (after numerous obvious hints) came home with a tin of Alpine Punch for my drinking pleasure. I rip the tin from her hands, pop the top, and breathe in the wonderful scent of… blue Mr. freeze? No, wait, that can’t be right. Let’s sniff it again – still blue Mr. Freeze! And then, I made a tea a bit later in the day, and it tasted like (you guessed it) blue Mr. Freeze! I felt like I was in elementary school again.
I find it odd how something that smelled and tasted 100% like Amaretto almond goodness now tastes and smells like those delectable iced treats. And yet, in both cases, still an awesomely delicious tea! Maybe one day I’ll open the tea and it’ll smell like rooibos, apple, cinnamon and ginger? Nah, I know, that’s completely far-fetched…
