Because the last food review was such a big hit I have forced my kids to taste more potentially disgusting things for your enjoyment. This time we went with things that made us think we were indulging in a little something special. Not just juices. No siree. This time we were looking for things that came in silver cans. And amber bottles. And maybe, just maybe, if we crossed our eyes and held our heads at just the right angle as we swallowed we could convince ourselves that there was a little something special in them. Because here at the Dixon house we don't indulge in drinks that actually have something special in them. We are a soda household. And if we are feeling like we need a little bit of a kick we mix Coke with Sprite. I'm telling you...it totally works!
First up we have a can of Red Bull. In reading about this drink on Wikipedia (which we all know is the best place for accurate information) I see that it is available in the states. I had no idea.
Now I should say that Will was extremely excited to try a Red Bull. He had been begging for one for a long time. I couldn't see spending $2 on a can of energy. Twice the caffeine of a can of coke. What kid needs that much caffeine? But for you my dear friends I happily forked out the money. I was willing to deal with the bouncing off the walls. The leg tremors at night. The crash afterwards. Anything for you.
And Will's verdict. Tastes like cough medicine. Not at all like the mixed berries Wikipedia claims it is supposed to taste like. Man. I thought it was going to be really good. I'm very disappointed.
Jacob wasn't quite as willing to try this drink. He has never had a desire to drink a Red Bull. And it smelled suspiciously like the cough syrup Will claimed it tasted like.
Ew. Yuck. I am not trying anything else. I am not going to taste anything else in any more taste tests ever. You can't make me. They are getting worse and worse. Seriously.
Then a few days later I ran across this little gem of a drink in a store that sold imported items. (This is what Andrea was telling me about in the comments on the last taste test.) I have to buy this for a taste test! Brian wholeheartedly agreed.
After seeing it poured in the nice, clean, white styrofoam cup he wasn't so sure about it. What color is that exactly?
It smells like grain...like wheat or something. That can't be good.
Down the hatch.
Well now. That tasted like...um...liquid bread. Like really bad liquid bread.
Will closed his eyes so he didn't have to look at it as he tasted it.
I don't know what that was. I can't even explain it. Like something I have never tasted before. Something not good that I've never tasted before. Something not good that I never want to taste again.
And then it was Jacob's turn.
No. I am not tasting it. I told you I wasn't doing anymore taste tests.
Ok...but this is the last one. Seriously. I am not doing this again.
I knew it. I should never have let her convince me.
And then he did this. And made me promise not to put the picture on the blog. He was wiping his tongue with the towel as he tried desperately to remove all the flavor of the Vita Malt from his mouth. And he told me that he was never doing another taste test again. EVER. And this time I think he might mean it.
Wait! Look kids...Wine-rgy bars. I bet these taste like wine! Let's try some.
Oh wait. Winergy rhymes with energy? Like as in Win-ergy? Never mind.
PS. When we moved to Turkey we made the decision not to drink alcohol for personal reasons. We have no problems with those who do drink. Cheers!
PPS. Jacob gave final approval on the picture hiding the actual face he made as he attempted to clean his taste buds.
PPSS. The girls were at camp so they totally missed out. Poor girls.