This used to be my little secret. Well now, the word must be or because it’s always sold out at my supermarket. Not cool, lemmings. This is the best diet soda, hands down. Keep your artificial sweetener warning to yourself. With this sweet elixir, I don’t even care.
All of these columns of grease and salt disappear into the bedroom of my teenage son. Only to be found being licked clean by the dog within a day or two. And our girl whining “I didn’t even get oooooonnneeee.” That’s a stamp of approval in this household.