pressing on...Dr Pepper

This is the taste!

I don't know when my love affair started with Dr Pepper. It was probably the first time that I took a sip of that wonderful sweet nectar.

Or maybe it was when I noticed the playful way that the company doesn't include a . after the Dr in its name. Go ahead! Look at a can! You won't find it! It's playful!

Or maybe I really didn't realize how much I truly loved it until I got to college and realized that not only did it taste great, but it also kept me awake (quite useful for late nights and early classes).

Whatever the reason, Dr Pepper continues to be the beverage of choice for most occasions for me. I mean, sometimes you've got to have sweet tea, but that's a totally different tribute altogether. But what goes better with a McDonald's meal than a Super Size Dr Pepper? I think nothing! What do I want by my side when playing a three-hour bridge game with my friends? A 1-liter Dr Pepper, of course. I was even somewhat forgiving of Alabama's former athletic director (name withheld to protect...well, you get the picture) when he let Pepsi have the pouring rights because that meant that the sweet nectar would be served at football games! And given my affinity for Alabama tradition, that's saying something.

So Dr Pepper, as you can see, holds a place in my heart. And I'm not alone. One friend of mine, Jared, asked for a year's supply of Dr Pepper for Christmas. That's all he asked for. And he got it, too. Of course, I couldn't do that...I'd drink it all in a month or so. I hope that this tribute helps you to more fully understand what it really means to me. *Sniff* Okay, I'm sorry, I'm breaking up now...

Update!

Okay, I know that I might be flogged in some circles for saying this. But I've taken quite a liking to Diet Dr Pepper. Why? Because it doesn't have any calories, and I don't get the exercise that I once did. And the taste isn't bad for a "diet" drink. Not that it tastes more like regular Dr Pepper. That's a big giant fib.