Ever since I have been little there has always been Coke around. My mother has always had multiple Coke’s during the day. During my chaotic life as dancer, hockey player, and student we often didn’t have time for a “traditional” dinner. Often times we spend time at fast food restaurants as a lot of time was spent in the car. Along the road I followed in my mother’s footsteps in loving Coke.
In 2005 I caved on my traditional love. I started falling for the idea of mtn. dew. For about 4 years I stuck with this awful idea. Until I started to realize that it tastes horrible.
Since then I have gone back to my one true love, Coca-Cola. I am most definitely a Coke addict. But in the best possible way. An ice cold Coke is the only way to go. “Ahhh.”