Old fashioned? You, my boy, must be a tea drinker. After a couple years of one of them in my cheek while I drank coffee (no, I don’t like sugar in my coffee) I ended up naming my second root canal Werther. The first was named Wild Cherry LifeSavers. Without coffee.
Then there’s the chocolate Werthers… I avoid them because I don’t want dentures.
Yeah, somehow the US became the largest wine market DESPITE our addiction in the 70s to Lancer’s Rose and in the 80s to Blue Nun.
Trust me, what we drank in the 30s through the 60s was worse.
I can’t agree. My exchange Father had some rare and excellent vintages. The right year, the right sweetness, the right frost. Can’t beat a delicious Rhein Wein, 86-87 was a great year.
Liebfraumilch is no worse than a chianti.
What no mention of Lambrusco?
I’m not surprised…god that stuff is utter and absolute shite
Is it like Boone’s Farm? (which is essentially a juice drink disguised as “wine”). Yuck.
This just doesn’t compute at all. Aren’t there any Indian, Thai, Indonesian or Malaysian restaurants where you live?!
Lucozade is weird. I got the impression it was Britain’s answer to Gatorade. But it’s carbonated. If it was caffeinated and marketed as a straight-up energy drink, rather than a sports drink, that would make so much more sense.
British food and drink is kind of weird. But some of it’s good, though - some of the junk, mostly. Any Brits who want to send me a Crunchie or Flake bar can feel free to do so. Or for that matter, a curry-flavored Pot Noodle.
That’s it’s origin, as an energy drink for convalescents. The sports thing is a relatively recent rebranding. Alliteration accidental, but quite good, don’t you think?
Does Boone’s Farm have any fruit juice in it? I’ve always thought of it as Kool-aid with alcohol added.
Not so easy to find good curry in the US. Actually, in many places, it’s not easy to find curry at all. I lived in Harrisburg, PA - a fairly large city. I found two Indian places. Luckily my wife is an excellent cook and loves curry.
Oh, and on-topic: she’s American, I’m British. We just returned permanently to the UK. We’ve been here a week and she’s already gone through about two bottles of barley water - she’d never heard of the stuff before, but she seems to like it.
I got off a plane at Belfast airport last week after three years in the USA. First things I bought (before leaving the airport) were Ribena and a Fudge bar. You’ve reminded me of Crunchies, though.
I do not have sophisticated tastes.
Ah, memories. My first drunk was on Lambrusco and cheap sparkling wine. So was my first drunk puke. Almost got it all in the toilet. I had Lambrusco again for the first time in twenty years and it didn’t taste that bad, but then, I like sweet wines.
Ugh, I cannot drink Ribena. My first day in Ireland, I learned the hard way that while purple beverages in America are almost always going to be a delightfully unnatural grape-ish flavor, in the British Isles they’re most likely blackcurrant. That unpleasant surprise totally ruined Ribena for me.
True. I should have said approximate fruit flavored liquid with alcohol added.
jjim–within a 10 mile radius of my home I can eat at several pizza places, some Italian dining, 2 sushi bars, three Asian (Thai, Japanes) restaurants, several Chinese takeouts, a steak place, several fast food joints, a French restaurant (sort of), and several Mexican places. Nary an Indian place to be found. We had a Peruvian restaurant for about 3 weeks, once. And a Moroccan one for ditto–that place was open one day and closed down, barricaded, the next. We think the owner did a runner…
Nope–not easy to find Indian food here. I could ask the Indian docs at work and I’m sure they’d tell me a good place to go… on the northside of Chicago, which is farther than I normally go for a meal out. I wouldn’t know what to order or even where to start.
I wonder if there are classes for remedial Indian cooking and eating out. 
I don’t think I ever stooped so low as to drink Boone’s Farm. Even as a 16-year in the 70’s, that was just too low class. We went for Cold Duck.
Come to think of it, my 16th year was probably the only year I ever drank that though. Talk about your gateway booze for kids.