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Originally Posted by kindlekitten
Diet sodas really became prevalent (I think) the second time I was in Germany. That tour started with me having a relative newborn, 1 month when we landed and an kindergarten student. It also marked my first interaction with a wives group which was a huge culture shock for me. For the first time I was in an environment where I had to fill a role, not only as a soldier but as the wife of a soldier. It became awkward often.
Anyway. ... I was going to the commissary, parties and barbecues with these women. I watched them hand over cans of diet soda more often than not because; " they won't get fat". I even watched mothers putting diet soda in baby bottles. I can't begin to convey how appalled I was.
At some point and I really can't remember when or how, whether it was a class or my own private reading, I learned fairly simultaneously that margarine aND diet sodas. Were so toxic
Anyway, off of soapbox
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I never developed a taste for any soda, although I still occasionally would like a root beer, or a cream soda. I can't remember, literally, the last time I had a soda. This isn't because of any particular reason, although, here's my story:
When I was about 5, we'd gone to Miami or thereabouts. I may have been younger, and it's even possible we were in Cuba at the time, as I was with my grandparents, who dragged me around the world as they traveled. (No, I don't really remember why; I seem to have been foisted upon them often.) Anyway, I have a clear recollection of this: a worker had been painting the pier (with waterproof paint, obviously). His hands and face were covered with paint. He had been bent over a bucket of water, and the paint wasn't coming off. His working companion returned, carrying several bottles (back then, bottles) of Coke.
Whereupon the friend opened the sodas...and washed their hands with it. The paint came off like it was wet chalk. I remember being pretty astonished by it--I was a kid--and my grandfather watched it intently. I never saw another bottle of soda, of any kind, in their houses after that. Club Soda, Tonic, and as I said, the (very) occasional root beer or cream soda, that was it. If they were throwing a party, he'd get regular sodas in for the guests, but...I never developed a taste for them. (Plus, I don't care for carbonation, so I guess I was very lucky). My sister and brother both drink the crap like it's water.
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