The Beverly
Jun 21st, 2011 by Accidental Thinker
Recently, Noah said something that brought back a memory of the moment in their childhood that I so far most regret not having had a video camera handy to capture.
The location:
The World of Coca-Cola in Atlanta, Georgia. At the end of the tour, we had the opportunity to sample various Coca-Cola products from around the world, always a highlight of visits there. We were happily tasting away, as we always do. Then we came to it. The Beverly.
The scene:
My sister, Chepin, being the sensible mother and aunt she is, warned the kids that the Beverly (a drink sold in Italy) was vile and they really didn’t want to try that one. The kids, being kids, didn’t believe her. So Chepin decided to pull one over on them. She agreed very seriously that they were onto her; they had caught her trying to talk them out of a tasty, refreshing drink.
Chepin lined up those gullible kids and gave them each a cup, making them wait until they had all been served so they could discover the Beverly’s deliciousness in unison. Four eager little faces, standing side by side, waited impatiently for the cue to take a sip. When Chepin gave the signal, four eager little hands tilted their cups up for a swallow. Four eager little throats gulped it down. A few delayed reaction seconds later, those four eager faces turned to grimaces of nauseous horror at precisely the same instant. Then four sets of feet fled together to the nearest garbage can to dump out what was left in their cups, and four poor little bodies contorted as they hopped around trying to spit the awful lingering taste out of their mouths.
And four gleeful parents laughed so hard they cried over the perfectly synchronized reaction.
This memory still cracks me up when I think of it. To this day I still kick myself for not having brought a video camera to capture that unplanned practical joke and the kids’ viral-video-worthy response.
And the conversation that led to the memory? Noah out of the blue claimed that actually he LIKED the Beverly. I can’t wait to test that claim the next time we’re in Atlanta. How soon they forget.
Hey, wait a minute! Who are you to treat those innocent little kids like that? And what have you done with Monique?
Hmmm…we all have an Aunt Beverly. Next time we’re there with a passel of grandkids, I think…hmmm. I’ll take a camera.
They totally had it coming after doubting my sister, who tried to warn them!
I’ve neglected my blog as well, and yet we simultaneously picked it back up. Must be blog week. and too bad you didn’t have video on your phone!!!
Lauren
1½ yrs blogless. Don’t let it happen again!!!!!
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