My favorite childhood memories were toasting at family holiday dinners with a flute of Martinelli’s Sparkling Cider. I’m sure my mother knew of the extra bottles I stole from the pantry and selfishly stashed away in my closet.
Martinelli’s Sparkling Cider and A&W Root Beer were like the training wheels to my alcoholism. It seems that now I only enjoy drinks that pass the time, instead of make them. I miss the memories I love.