posted on Oct, 19 2014 @ 10:55 PM
Hello again ATS!
As I begin to write, I realize that I am walking into some very contentious territory. Love of iced tea, in many circles, is as close to beverage
based blasphemy as one can get. Coffee drinkers will cry out in rage. My English friends will see the word "iced" before their beloved word "tea"
and have a full-on emotional breakdown. Gamers will scream "MOUNTAIN DEW" with all of the zeal of a Viking warcry. And my friends in the North East
will try to convert me into loving iced coffee instead.
My reply to all of those sentiments: I will not be swayed. It will be sweet iced tea or it will be damned by me!
As a transplant to the Southeastern US I have to admit that I was not always an avid drinker ( read addict ) of sweetened iced tea. Or tea in any form
for that matter. In truth, I grew up poor and Kool Aid and those little plastic drink tubs with foil tops - the ones that taste like water with added
sugar and nothing else? - were my drinks of choice as a child. Mainly because they were all I had access to. We had the occassional
soda/pop/Coke/insert your colloquialism for a carbonated beverage here - but those were few and far between.
As I came of age, that lack of carbonated beverages led to a few years of my being an ardent advocate of Pepsi cola. This is a taste that has stuck
with me throughout life - as the meme goes, I don't always drink carbonated beverages. But when I do, it's always a Pepsi product.
All things being equal, however, given the choice, time and time again I will opt to sate my thirst with sweetened iced tea. Sweetened iced tea made
the right way - with enough sugar in it to give the neighbors diabetes simply from being in proximity to it. Tea so sweet that you have to
drink water afterward just to reopen the sugar closed throat the tea left you with. Tea so sweet that every time you make a pitcher, Dixie Crystals
stock prices go up and they send a "thank you" card.
REAL Southern tea.
My love for this elixer of the Gods is so extreme that my greatest fear is that the afterlife is filled with Starbucks and nowhere that serves a
decent glass of sweet tea. Or even that there is a mandate that the tea must be served with a lemon wedge.
Lemon wedges are blasphemy! If they touch the glass containing my beloved beverage, that entire glass is tainted and wasted. Why try to "nature up"
something that is already filled with natural goodness, and unnaturally dangerous levels of sucrose? It makes no sense to me at all.
My addiction to this beverage is so dominant and powerful that I once had an ex-girlfriend berate me for having a drinking problem. She was not
referring to alcohol - she was talking about the fact that I always have, at hand, a one gallon glass of tea by my side. ALWAYS. When one drinks
enough tea to spur an intervention? One is doing it right!
Am I alone in my love for my beverage of choice ATS? I am the only one so picky and deadset on a particular method of thirst quenching that only one
beverage alone will do? If not, do any others share my love of good ole' sweetened iced tea? Or am I surrounded ( as usual ) by a mob of coffee
fanatics who will declare me heretic for not drinking their favorite beverage?
As for my Britt friends who'll pop in with words like "Hot" and "Earl Grey"... it's not going to work!