ZaRex

When I was a little girl, there was a fairly popular drink in this region known as ZaRex.  This cute zebra was the mascot.  

My parents were pretty much against my having sugary drinks, but it couldn't be helped when I was in the company of other children at their homes.  There was a family from Boston who rented our beach cottage every summer for a couple of weeks, and they became friends with my parents.  They had 3 kids who were a little younger than me.  Whenever I was invited over to play, we were given ZaRex.  The lemon/lime flavour.  I've never been a huge fan of lemon/lime but that particular drink was refreshing, especially after we'd spent hours playing on the beach and swimming.  I begged my mom to buy it.  Begged, pleaded, cajoled, until I finally wore her down.  She came home with the lemon/lime flavour and I helped her to unpack it from the grocery bag.  I couldn't wait to have some!!  When mom went back to the car to get the last bag, I poured myself a nice big glass.  I wondered why it was so thick and why it took almost the entire bottle to fill my glass.  It was the colour of antifreeze.  Mom came into the kitchen in time to see me tipping the glass back to take a big swig.  She yelled out, 'Joanne NO! That has to be MIXED WITH WATER FIRST!'  It was too late.  I had a mouthful of strong, ultra-sweet, sticky concentrated syrup.  I don't remember if I swallowed it or spit it out, but I never drank ZaRex again.  

A big thank you to the Blogging A-Z Challenge hosts and the Grand Poobah, Arlee Bird, for organizing this month of blogs! It was a great time and I'm glad I was a part of it.