Glass Bottles

Today’s Perfect Moment is a cool drink of root beer from a glass bottle. Pretty simple really, but full of touchstones for me.

I found this bottle at the Dollar Tree. The Dollar Tree is running a distant second to Dollarama in the Canadian dollar store wars.  I personally don’t have a favourite, but for a time the Dollar Tree was the only place to get cherry coke–now I can’t get it anywhere unless I want the diet or zero version.

I like root beer. I know some of you out there do not, but I do.  Several people in my life have likened it to medicine.  My students have gone so far as to call it akin to drinking Vicks vap-o-rub.  I hardly think that is accurate, but if they don’t want to drink it, that means there is more for me.

As a child, whenever I went on school trips and had to take my lunch, my Mom would buy me Hires Draft root beer. I remember the can well.

Although I purchased this at the dollar store, it cost $1.25 plus tax. Was that a bargain?  No.  I could probably have bought a two litre plastic bottle for almost the same price.  At the very least, I probably could have bought three or four cans.  However, there is nothing better than drinking from a glass bottle***.  Imagine if you had to drink beer from a plastic bottle.  I can’t do it often, but once in a while, it is a worthy indulgence.

I first encountered Dad’s root beer in Japan.  After months of not seeing it, I came across the cans in a store in Kyoto.  I bought a bunch of them and lugged them around from temple to temple and shrine to shrine until I got home and got them cooled down.  Much like this purchase, they weren’t cheap–probably 100yen or 120yen–but every now and then I needed an indulgence.

I decided to put up both the French and English labels.  I wonder why they didn’t translate the expression old fashioned.  Also, once in a McDonalds somewhere between Quebec City and Montreal, I asked for racinette and nobody understood me.  One kind person said “Root beer n’est ce pas?”  Obviously I need to work on my French.

***Probably some people enjoy drinking from a funnel–but that’s another story.

 

 

About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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3 Responses to Glass Bottles

  1. Anonymous says:

    Make me thirsty just thinking about it. Chilled glass bottles are the way to do it, especially if enjoyed outside!

    BAS

  2. A classic! Be they for adults or kids, many, many beverages just taste better outta the bottle.
    BTW, a helpful tip from a fellow (summertime) root-beer lover: I’ve tried ’em all, the diet versions, I mean. Most all of ’em suck from that chemical taste. Evidently root beer specifically is extremely hard to create in the diet version. I give you Hansen’s. If that brand’s available in your area. Their diet flavors are very nicely done, the root beer in particular. (I don’t drink sugar in drinks or anything else so I can’t comment on that side.) Just something to keep in mind in case you ever come across a Hansen’s …

    • Anthony says:

      Sadly the choice of beverages is very very limited here. I will keep my eyes peeled for it, though. You never know where things will turn up.

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