refresco
Finding a place in Seattle that sells Coca Cola imported from Mexico is a thrill. Finding two places on the same day is really twice that thrill.
It's the cane sugar that changes everything. And it's that old-style bottle, intimately familiar from my childhood, cold and dewy in my hand with the proper heft and feel that sends me back not only to younger days but a trip down to Mexico in junior high.
"Dame una Coca, por favor..."
refresco
Finding a place in Seattle that sells Coca Cola imported from Mexico is a thrill. Finding two places on the same day is really twice that thrill.
It's the cane sugar that changes everything. And it's that old-style bottle, intimately familiar from my childhood, cold and dewy in my hand with the proper heft and feel that sends me back not only to younger days but a trip down to Mexico in junior high.
"Dame una Coca, por favor..."