April 21, 2008
Soda
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Yesterday, I came across this in C. S. Lewis’s diary entry for June 24, 1924:
Barfield had to go to a theatrical garden party of all things, and Harwood to his work. I dawdled about for a bit, got my suitcase … and then, driven by thirst and curiosity, went for the first time in my life to a soda fountain — and the last. A more disgusting drink I never tasted (All My Road Before Me, p. 340).
Posted by John Barach @ 7:18 pm |
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April 22nd, 2008 at 11:35 am
[…] I would not figure that “soda… disgusting to my palate” would be one of them. HT: John Barach Barfield had to go to a theatrical garden party of all things, and Harwood to his work. I dawdled about for a bit, got my suitcase … and then, driven by thirst and curiosity, went for the first time in my life to a soda fountain — and the last. A more disgusting drink I never tasted (All My Road Before Me, p. 340). […]