Recently, I was walking through Harris Teeter with my roommates picking up some groceries for the apartment when I immediately smiled at the seltzer water display. Confused, my friends asked me why the hell I was staring at the bottles of bubbles. Of course, I had tell them why: because of Daddy!

Daddy’s drink of choice was seltzer water. Why? I have no idea. I thought it was disgusting when I was younger, and I still think it is today. But, he LOVED it. He was always drinking it, and I was always making the mistake of taking a sip from his glass.

One hot day I vividly remember running into the house form the backyard after playing on our old rope swing. I was thirsty from playing in the sun. And by thirsty, I mean PARCHED, so I ran into the kitchen searching for the nearest cup. I saw a tall, teal, plastic cup (Sam knows the iconic ones I’m talking about) that was full of what I thought was regular water, so I gulped it down. BIG MISTAKE. It was as glass of seltzer water Daddy had left out! I spit it out immediately, getting a mixture of seltzer water and spit all over the kitchen table.