Monday, October 31, 2011

Freestyling in the USA

You see those kids? They're gazing at the future. And the future is the coke freestyle machine.

Over 100 different flavor combinations. You choose your base (sprite, fanta, rootbeer, dr. pepper, or, of course, coke), then you just go nuts. Orange coke, grape sprite, vanilla cherry dr. pepper . . . whatever you could possibly dream.

And all of them are awful. I mean, they're awesome, because you can get raspberry coke, but, man alive, it tastes like it has enough chemicals in it to give you cancer of the teeth on the spot.

I'm not going to say that we drove out to Long Island specifically for the freestyle coke machine. But, I'm not going to say that we didn't. Ask any New Yorker, Saturday was awful, but the whole gang--7 adults, 9 children--trundled out in miserable slushy weather to Popeye's Chicken in Northport, Long Island (where the freestyle is located), and we spent a happy hour, buying biscuits and drinking ourselves into early diabetes.

My vote is for the vanilla root beer, which seems a little obvious, but is the only one that didn't leave a distinctly chemically aftertaste.


  1. We have one of those in the mexican food place by our house, but it's always broken. the computer inside just can't keep up.

    Sounds like you made the most of an otherwise bum day. Good work.

  2. I want to go to there. (Too 2009?)

  3. this picture is so bright and happy. almost as bright and happy as i felt filling up my cup with raspberry coke.
    the lime coke was a low point, but you brought it back with the vanilla root beer.

  4. we have those here. it's called SONIC.