|Around the Burnside 1/10/13|
|Written by Denny Easterling|
|Wednesday, January 09, 2013 9:28 PM|
Denny was unable to submit a column this week. Below is one from exactly five years ago: January 10, 2008.
The guilty walk a crooked path, the innocent travel a straight road. Evil people love to harm others; their neighbors get no mercy from them.
Back to the old grind again, all the excitement and hustle of Christmas and New Years is over, snow on the ground, the sun is shining, how can you not feel great? Then you wonder why people say they “slept like a baby” when babies wake up every couple of hours? Or maybe why people pay money to go to the top of tall buildings then put money in binoculars or a telescope to look at things on the ground?
Found an old friend during the holidays. I was walking by the area where soft drinks and water were kept in Wal-Mart and there it was, Grapette Pop! I hadn’t had any Grapette pop since I was a kid. I thought they had quit making it and there it was. You know something? It tastes the same. I bought some and when it got cold I really enjoyed it. The taste was the same as I remember it.
As a kid, if we were lucky enough to scrounge up a nickel we had some tough choices. We could get a bottle of Grapette or Hires Root Beer or maybe a couple large chunks of chocolate and have a penny left over. Root Beer was chosen a lot of the time because the bottle was much larger. You felt you were walking in the tall clover if or when you got a bottle of pop.
I got to looking what made up Grapette pop and was I surprised. Grapette pop never gets close to a grape or grape juice. In fact, the closest it ever gets to a grape is when a customer might wheel it down the aisle where the grape jelly is located. I don’t care, it’s mighty good if you like the grape flavor.
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