Quick – what tastes like a cross between root beer and thickly medicinal licorice?
It’s my mysterious herb, that I can’t quite decide whether I wish to despise it or lay down my life in its cause.
For those of you who began reading this post thinking I was going to write something about an enigmatic fellow name of Herbert, well, I am. Herb’s last name is of Spanish derivation:
zarzaparrilla (yes, that’s right, roll those
rrrrs and go heavy on the
y-sound at the end). But, truth be told, he goes by the
nom de guerre of
S a r s a p a r i l l a !
No, sarsaparilla doesn’t make you drunk. I don’t drink and blog. But I am high on life!
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