A lament for ginger ale.

Why is it that it is almost impossible to buy ginger ale at most establishments these days? The stuff is, I swear, scarcer than Mello Yello and Squirt (both of which I can buy at a nearby vending machine, should I be seized with such a strange urge). Seriously. I can by fountain Sprecher root beer, but not obtain a can of Canada Dry within lunchgoing distance of my office. What is going on?

At this point, I’d be better off fermenting my own. At least Megan says it’s easy. And her hibiscus ferment was a-ma-zing. Amazing.

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