This is a Sponsored Post written by me on behalf of Jones Soda. All opinions are 100% mine.And when I say that, I'm including the dirt my mom says I ate when I was three.
As a poster for Izea, I received a "postie pack": the turkey hat my dog is so adorably modeling, and a bottle of Tofurky and Gravy Jones Soda . I freaking love the hat--I'm so wearing it on Thanksgiving. It was a hit at work, too--my coworkers always love a reason to laugh at me.
The soda, though .... well, my first thought when I saw it was "Dear god, WHY?" Still, I was excited to try it, even though I was sure it wasn't going to be pleasant. I debated as to if it would be better warm or cold--cold it would have less flavor, but turkey and gravy are warm foods. I decided room temperature might be best, and after the dinner rush I cracked open the bottle.
I poured a bit into a soda glass, and while my coworkers looked on it disgust, I bravely took the first sip. The taste didn't hit me right away--it fact, I'd say it has less taste and more aftertaste. And when that aftertaste hit me, it was terrible! The taste stuck to my upper palate and I couldn't get rid of it for hours. It literally gave me a headache it was so bad. It had a delicate taste of old gravy, mixed with the tingly popping of carbonation--and then there was a weird funk that I'm unsure if it was the tang of tofu or what, but I was tasting and smelling the stuff for hours. It took gargling, drinking a lot of diet soda, and finally a chocolate dessert to overcome to taste.
Several other people tried it and all had about the same reaction. One person actually took a second sip, which astounded me. Most people, though, would sniff it and refuse to even try it. Freakin' pansies!
Really, it was fun to try--even if I did feel like gagging for several hours afterward. Maybe my grandfather's vegan girlfriend would like it.
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