Fizzy Memories

Filed under: — Kate @ 7:12 am EST

I was inspired to take this picture the other day after I filled my glass just beyond its brim with ginger ale. I wanted to see if I could capture the surface tension that was keeping it in the glass.

Anyway, that got me to thinking… as far back as I can remember, I’ve always associated ginger ale with my grandmother. As a child, I don’t think I ever went to my grandparents’ house without having ginger ale at some point during the visit.

Grandma would always pour it over ice, and give it to me in the special Foghorn Leghorn glass. I suppose sometimes my brother got that glass, but I don’t remember fighting over it with him, so who knows. (At home, we used to fight endlessly over who got to drink out of the “fruit cup,” which was a cup just like all the others, except that it was the only one with a fruit pattern instead of flowers.)

These days, Grandma still keeps herself stocked with ginger ale (or rather, my mom does), and I can still go over to her apartment and drink it from the Foghorn Leghorn glass if I want to—and sometimes I still do.

4 Responses to “Fizzy Memories”

  1. Stan Says:

    This inspired me to write a post of my own.

  2. Stan Says:

    Hey look, the link thing worked.

  3. Kate Says:

    Go Stan!

  4. daveT Says:

    i get to eat out of the same plastic star wars cereal bowl from when i was a youngin, when i go back to visit the parents…