An Acquired Taste

Funny how a conversation can trigger a memory. Yesterday, the subject of root beer came up, and it reminded me of an experience involving root beer that happened over thirty years ago.

I was serving as a missionary in a Third World country. Most our the things we needed to survive were available, but a lot of our wants were hard to find. There were essentially three kinds of sodapop available to us: Orange Crush, Sprite, and Coke. (Cole was verboten.) One thing that was visibly absent from the culture was root beer. I never saw it in my entire two years, nor did anyone there even know what it was.

My companion and I had scheduled an activity that our members could invite their friends to. It was an outdoor showing of Johnny Lingo, followed by The First Vision. We decided that the perfect addition would be treats and homemade root beer.
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