Mike Literman - 1759 Reviews

Not as good as the blueberry but good nonetheless. Right on the first sip you get a strong sting from the lemonade. Right in the cheeks, which is right where it should be. Then it's followed up by "a fruit" flavor. It's got the tartness of a pomegranate, but doesn't really have the flavor of one. Even still, the flavor is good.

It kind of reminds me if you ate some canned/jellied cranberries like you would (hopefully) have on Thanksgiving and then wash it down with some cool, refreshing lemonade. It's something to think about trying. Could be good. Probably is good.

You think Arizona and you think iced tea. No one thinks about Arizona the state anymore. It is old news, my friends. You might think immigration problems, and that's alright due to its current topical status. Forget about immigrants for a second and think about this: you drinking tea. Relaxing no? Now cool it out a bit. Yeah, take that tea that you made and put it right in the fridge. Now, add a teensy bit of sugar to it to make it a bit more inviting that just a boring old, perfectly previously acceptable tea. Clap your hands together and take a sip, because you're done.

It's a pretty simple idea, right, and many other companies have done it in the past; Honest did it with their "Just a Tad Sweet" teas and they're good. This is along the same lines. It's got a strong, fruity nose to it, but it is a light flavor. You don't get a green tea bite, but you get just the right amount of sweet to know that there's something else (pomegranate) in there.

I like it. It's also completely organic so you can feel good about yourself and the world.

"Woah!" That's what happened first. I said "woah". Why, you ask? Because when was the last time you tasted cinnamon in your root beer? Me? Never.

This is a gourmet root beer made by a gourmet chef. I don't care if I'm giving her more credit than she has on her business card because an element of invention and originality went into this drink. This root beer has a light, but crisp root beer taste and then, like a ton of bricks, cinnamon-town. It tastes like real cinnamon, too.

Do you know what the cinnamon challenge is? It's an awful but hilarious game to play with unsuspecting kids where you fill a cap of cinnamon with cinnamon and dare them to take down the whole thing. It's like eating sand and I've watched people puke, but they were drunk and stupid so it was either puke from the cinnamon challenge or puke from a gallon of swill beer. There is not this much cinnamon in the drink, but it tastes like real cinnamon and not whatever a fake cinnamon, or candy cinnamon would taste like.

There is also ginger which I think you get at the tail end that kind of cleanses your palate and a vanilla that gives it an earthy tone. It's good. It really takes you for a loop because it touches all bases. It would be a good dessert since it's got so much "sweet" going on. Not because of the sugar, but because of everything else. It kind of reminds me of if you ate an apple pie and there were no apples in it...but in a good way. I've already recommended that my brother in Ames, Iowa buy some next time he's at the bar.

Jay picked up this "gem" while he was in whatever town/city/borough he was in and carefully brought it home. I might give him a friendly punch in the arm because it wasn't too great. There's sweet tea and there's "sweet tea". This is the latter. It's sweet and it's tea but it's mostly creamy, high fructose garbage.

There is no bite or real tea flavor at all. Arizona lemon iced tea with more sugar is closer to tea than this.

Lesson?
Some gas station teas are diamonds in the rough. This isn't. This is the epitome of "the rough".

This took me by surprise. I thought a few things before I drank it. The first of which, who has ever seen, let alone heard of, clear birch beer? Not I, and I'd like to think I'm some sort of professional. Two was that it was a company I had never heard of and the pop was in a plastic bottle.

I. Was. Wrong. This was strong. Like mouth numbingly strong. It was like every sip was a burst of birch flavoring. I liked it. Re-buy liked. It was kind of like if you ate a mouthful of black licorice to the point where you tasted licorice for a while afterward. It was stagnant, but in a good, powerful way.

If you have the opportunity, try it. It only takes two sips to get used to and then you're hooked.

*After this review we realized that all of the Big Ben birch beers were the same flavor, just different colors. So I changed the picture. Red, white and blue. It's like our country was founded on this soda.

Ooooh. So let me get this straight. You're vegan and it's Christmas? Well that is very saddening. You can't have any milks or meats. That's unfortunate. And now you're telling me that you used to love Hot Chocolate with milk like mama used to make? Oh, and you used to put a peppermint stick in it to really hit it home? I'm very sorry that you can no longer have that. Let me present to you, though, something very on par that is not just for you, but also for the rest of us. It's from West Soy and it's chocolate with peppermint stick and tastes just like (cold) hot chocolate with mama's recommendation of puttin' a peppermint stick in it. What more could you ask for? Warmth? You could probably boil it or put it in the microwave, but at the speed that you can slam/chug it, you won't want to waste time warming it up. Just leave it on the shelf and kind of meet the world half way and drink it at room temperature.

Look, you can drink it however you want to. I'm not your friggin' dad. I'm not going to tell you what to do. You asked what you could drink as a malnourished vegan on Christmas and I told you. What else do you want? Do you want me to go to the store, buy some, then buy some glasses, pour the drink in said glass, and then pour the drink down your throat? That's dangerous. You could choke. I don't know your oral liquid limits. I'm not in your mouth. What am I, your tongue? Leave me alone.

This was different. When I think of cider, I think of apples, but this was not related to apples in the slightest. It contained muscadine juice, whatever that is. Although I don't know what it is, I can tell you what it tastes like. Remember when you were under 21 or straightedge and you celebrated events like birthdays, holidays, or graduations and you drank non-alcoholic cranberry champagne? This tasted just like it but it wasn't carbonated. It's just like that and it's very good. Also, I don't know what a typical "blush" tastes like so I can't compare it to that.

I don't know why they called it cider because it would be considered a juice. To add insult to injury, this drink contains 60% juice.

Also, for the record, there was stuff in it. Was it muscadine? Was it something else? I don't care. I like stuff in my drink. I do not like sludge in my drink, typically. There is a difference.

Jay got this drink for me while he was on tour with Failures' Union and the label says it was from Georgia. So either get it from their website or drive on down to Georgia and get a strange barrel shaped bottle.

What ever happened to raspberries? I feel like some fruits are fads. Things like grapes and apples are a standard and will always be "there." Think about it, remember last year when everything had pomegranate in it? Good for pomegranate but it's not like something happened and all of a sudden they got good. People discovered antioxidants and all of a sudden this hidden gem is uncovered and everyone puts it in everything: chocolate, coffee, tea, candy, and so on and so forth. Blueberries, same thing. I feel like mango might be "it" right now.

"Problem" with these essence waters is that they have flavor, but sometimes it's hard to pinpoint what there are, especially if there is a mix. In the case of this drink you do get both raspberry and lime but you really have to study the drink. You have to swish it around, let it ruminate, swallow slowly, swallow quickly, and anything else you can think of. It's a good flavor and I think it's one of those "colder the better" drinks.

Everyone who tried it seemed to like it, which is good for Hint. Now if we, Thirsty Dudes, can only get the word out and make this company what they (probably) want to be; Commonplace, more popular, and in everyone's fridge. We're doing what we can, dudes. We're doing what we can.

This was one of Jay and my first companies and we've almost completed their line of drinks. When we went into the place to get a case of drinks, we came across this drink. It's labeled Quinine Water. I had never heard of it and thought it was going to be like tonic water. When I picked it up, an old man sitting on a case of drinks said, "You drink that when you've got to rehabilitate an arm or a leg.". I didn't know what he was talking about but it turns out that quinine is used to treat malaria and it may have historically done "something" for joints.

The taste wasn't something that everyone could get into, I'm sure. It was parallel to the taste of the San Pelligrino Chinotto drink I reviewed. It's got a bitter citrus taste to it, but it's sweet enough to combat any strange or "off" flavoring.

If anyone can elaborate their grandma's use for quinine, please do as I have never heard of the stuff before I touched this drink. As a drink it wasn't bad, but I would pick the San P instead of this because I don't take medicine and I guess this could technically be called a medicinal drink.

What a nice juice this is. Personally, I've never heard of Purity Organics. This is a large mistake made on my behalf since by the taste of this leads me to believe that the rest of this company's stuff is probably great.

It has a great, true cranberry taste and is just the right amount of bitter and sweet that I always come crawling back for more. It's different than a Veryfine or an Ocean Spray, which tends to hit your cheeks hard and then your sweet spot hard. This dials it down nicely.

We have a lot of Purity Organic stuff so if you've see your favorite drink come up, let us know what you think. If you haven't heard of it and see it, buy it and don't bother questioning it.

It's good. It's not the best, but it's good. I think that lemon in water is so commonplace that I'm almost not surprised that this exists. You drink it and you know that it's mint, but it's almost the equivalent of having constantly frigid water. Here's how to recreate this in a couple easy steps:

1. Get a glass.
2. Fill it to the brim with ice.
3. Fill the gaps in the ice with water.
4. Squeeze a fair amount of lemon up in there.
5. Wait a minute for the ice to do its thing.
6. Drink.

Sure, it's easier to buy this than to make it, but not much. Regardless, this wasn't a bad drink by any means and I think it's a good stepping-stone into the rest of their line. You could go this, to peppermint, to spearmint or orange, to cherry (still to be had by me) to chocolate because it might be the strangest but my favorite.

Someone follow my steps and let me know if you could re-work them any better. In the mean time, I'll be enjoying the tail end of this minty, lemony drink in solitude.

Travel back in time, back to the romantic era. The year is 1785 and you, a lonely soap maker meet a woman you love. You spend day in and day out producing sweet smelling soaps so that others may clean their bodies. Everyone loves your soaps and you do fairly well. People know you for who you are and respect what you do.

So along comes this woman who you begin courting in hopes that one day she will become your wife. She, of course, gets complimentary soap whenever she desires. She never grows tired of the scent and the way that it makes her skin feel. The soothing scents of lavender, roses, and other native flowers fill the air as she bathes herself once a month (not a scumbag thing. They took fewer showers since it was a chore to get hot water and they typically used "dry" shampoo to wash their hair. Leave them alone. They're all dead. I don't know why I mentioned it. Ignore that part. It's in type. I cannot be erased. It is too late.) She, if anything desires more scent. "More!" she beckons from the small one bedroom house as you trot off to work.

One day you go into work, and amongst all the animal fat and flowers and powders, and such, you think that you might try something new. You take the soap and melt it down and pour it into a glass. You frighteningly take a sip and it's pretty terrible, but you don't give up. No. You are not a quitter. You put some sugar in it and use less powder and more milk from the local dairy. After a couple secretive weeks of experimentation you've got it the perfect mix of creamy, sweet, floral drink that you desired.

The next day at the market, you fill some small bottles with this creamy mixture and have people try it. They do not like it. They say to you, "Good sir, we love your soaps for our bodies, but, alas, we do not love your soap for our gullets. I'm sorry." As you bow your head down in shame, your wife walks up to you with a smile on her face. She is so happy to see you. After all, you've spent so much time at the shop experimenting that your wife has nearly gone unnoticed. In hopes that she can cheer you up, as she always does, you give her a taste of your newest creation. She takes a dainty sip and a look comes across her face like no other you've seen before. She gives you a solid, definitive look of disappointment and then walks away. You don't talk to her for weeks until you finally agree that you will no longer produce the drink. You continue to bow your head in shame as yet another venture has gone up in smoke.

Basically, this drink tastes like old people soap.

This is the red cap stuff, the hot stuff. Rumored to blow the lid off your mouth. I might disagree. I'm not looking for torture, but I think that the medium, gold cap might have been hotter. That being said, this still burns. Burps hurt. Sneezes hurt. Breathing through your nose when you have some in your mouth hurts. It could be considered torture, but they are so nice to treat you to a nice, sweet taste after that you can't stay mad at them. Like if your husband hit you and then bought you a box of exquisite chocolates. Wait, that's probably not the best example. How about if you played little league baseball and the pitcher beamed you and then when you were back up to bat he lobbed you one and you knocked it out of the park. I say little league because that kind of garbage wouldn't fly in the majors, or even high school baseball. Is that better, though? I don't want you to think that domestic abuse and ginger ale are the same thing or even at all parallel, because they aren't.

This is a repeat beverage. I like the hurt that it gives me and the sweet it leaves me with. It's a good "shock" drink that you could drink and keep a straight face and give you brother's stupid girlfriend and burn her mouth off her face. It's as good for pranks as it is for quenching legitimate thirst.

There are bananas on the front of this bottle. I don't like bananas. After calming down and not being a wuss and reading the ingredients, bananas make up only 1% of this juice. I felt a sigh of relieve as I took a sip. No banana! Lots of other stuff, though. It was true nectar, thick, smooth and gritty. It's strange to feel little grits and bits of fruit in there but that's how you know it's real. Once again, according to the percentage makeup of the fruit contents, there is 25% guava, 5% strawberry, and 1 sole percent of banana. The flavor was good and went in between the guava and strawberry, a nice 50/50 blend.

I liked it. A lot of times, single fruit nectar gets too fruity and boring after a while. Who needs ~12oz of just guava? Mix it up, and then cut it in half so you don't have a fruit overload. This little bottle is only 8.5oz and 65 calories so you can drink the whole thing and still feel good about yourself.

You know...sometimes Lipton does alright by me. Sure, they make Brisk, but someone has to pay the bills, you know? Kids don't want real flavor. They don't know real tea from a hole in the wall. Lipton went ahead and said "Screw the kids, we're making real tea. My dental insurance simply can't cover another dentalotomy" (quote pending) and made the good stuff, and put it in a glass bottle. That means adult. Kids can't handle glass because they're stupid and have slippery hands due to unformed fingers and french fry grease. Adults have all the dexterity that one would need and the taste buds to appreciate time spent on a good drink.

This is good tea. It's got a solid bitterness and when you don't know how far it's going to go, honey jumps in to save the day with it's nice, natural, sweet taste. Yes, there is citric acid in it and you can taste that it has a titch of "lemony" to it, but beggars can't be choosers. I like this and it's a solid alternative to the Lipton sweetened (blue ring) tea. You've got natural sugar, which allows you to appreciate actual flavor. Something those little punks don't know anything about.

After drinking those Genesis drinks, I was a bit frightened at the potential of this drink. I am not familiar with Odwalla and this was my first go with them. It was very thick and took me a good minute to get it thoroughly mixed up. After my arm was tired and I worked up a good, solid thirst, I took a good drink and it was surprisingly good. It was a good real apple taste, almost like a puree. There are a lot of other flavors there but apple it's the star player.

This would make me want to try other Odwalla drinks.

Firstly this made my girlfriend gag and nearly throw up. Not a good start. Me personally, I didn't gag but from scent to taste it was not good. It has a familiar but unidentifiable taste. It was like a salty and sweet, spiced juice. I wish that I could be more descriptive and if anyone else can point me in the right direction please do. It was a complex flavor that I just couldn't do but is a regular drink in India and Pakistan.

I apologize to our Middle Eastern friends but I did not like this drink. I hope to redeem myself with some of the other drinks I have in my possession and Jay in his.

In advance, I do not typically bring juice boxes to kids three-year-old birthday parties but in this case I did. You will be happy to know that I did share. I'm no savage and my mom taught me right. So, Frootie. Eat a mango. Done. It was very accurate and then I read the ingredients and mango nectar was the number two ingredient. Burps taste more like mango than the drink at times but towards the end of the juice box it was back to Mangotown.

At thirty to fifty cents per box, you cannot really have any reason to not get a taste. They have many flavors and I can't wait to try them all.

I'll tell you what's delicious. Tacos, most pizza, Hanks black cherry pop, and chipotle flavored Tabasco sauce. See how I subtly slid Hanks in there? Well it shouldn't have been that subtle because it's frigging wonderful.

For the first time in a long time I can taste non-candied black cherry flavor. Do you live in Philly? Does cheese flow through your veins? Can you go a week without at least wanting to go to Gino's? Then number 1 you should equally be in love with Hanks and if number 2 if you haven't had it hop to it.

Flavor. It's very clean. No aftertaste of leftover sugar. Just plain good.

Go to your gramma's house. Go in her candy dish: old M&M's, old Reese's Pieces and old Werther's Originals. Also found in said candy dish are those strawberry hard candies wrapped in strawberry looking foil. That candy is exactly what this pop tastes like. It's very sweet and very potent of candy strawberries. It's not bad, but it's a bit overwhelming and ambitious if you planned on drinking the entire bottle.

I will say that it has been my favorite Romano's beverage I have had thus far. I know a lot of people would like this so if you like those candies, or just want to try another strawberry pop that isn't just sugar and strawberry flavor, try this. It's smoother than "standard" strawberry pop, hence the "creamy" prefix.