I’m a lazy sod. If Jane wants 10 liters of Mountain Dew from the grocery, I’ll buy it, I’ll lug it, but drink one bottle of that stuff that has to be carried, heck, no—it’s stuff that has to be carried and she doesn’t run out as soon if I abstain.
Then we got a Soda Stream. I love going outside, working up a sweat, and then coming back inside to a choice of Root Beer, Cola, you name it…and I’m a big Root Beer fan. I haven’t drunk Coke hardly at all, even with fast food, since we did away with soda fountains and you could no longer say to Charlie the soda jerk “light on the fizz, Charlie.” I mean, this is the old fashioned stuff: you can make it so fizzy it tastes like Alka Seltzer, but you don’t have to. You can make root beer that tastes like soda fountain root beer with Charlie in charge.
Just now—out to shovel a few wheelbarrows full of basalt chips, and pour them where they’re needed—then inside to make a nice half-liter of root beer, which is just fizzy enough.
And no more carrying liter bottles from the grocery. Except for Mountain Dew. Soda Stream doesn’t have a good sub for that, and Jane does like it. But Soda Stream cola is real good.
Way it works, you chill one of its special bottles, full of water, in the fridge: we keep about 6 standing in there. You take it to the Soda Stream unit, which has no electricity, just a fizzer button that shoots gas into the water. You screw the bottle onto the nozzle, press the button for fizz till it buzzes, once, twice, three times. You unscrew the bottle of fizzed water, and pour in one measure (you can adjust that, too) of syrup, diet or not. You now have the equal of bottled soda.
Because no electricity is involved, you can pack this little unit and take it on the road with you: want a coke? Unpack the unit, get some water, get some ice from the hotel icemaker, and you’ve got a soda, much as you want, no cans, no fuss. You can make a bottle or two to take on the road tomorrow, and just keep getting ice at the service stations.
I love this unit. And I get root beer.