I like Dr Pepper. I have since I was a kid. I drank Dr Pepper while doing homework, while out with friends, even at parties – that was my drink of choice. While in college, I used to drink so much Dr Pepper that one day I came in to find my roommate had created a “wall” in the window sill from my Dr Pepper cans blocking almost all of the sun light. When I’m doing some serious programming, you know the kind where you loose all track of time and space and even start to think in code, I’ll easily drink one or two 2-liter bottles of Dr Pepper. One time I was programming all day and drank a couple of 2-liters but only when I was standing up to leave for the day (because a co-worker happened to mention the time) did I realize that I’d never made it to the bathroom all day. I made it in record time then.
Since moving to Europe, I have found that Dr Pepper is not as easy to get. Well, at least not in our area of Germany. Every time I travel though, I keep an eye open for some but it is very rare. However my friends and co-workers know my addiction desire for Dr Pepper and sometimes when they fly back from the States on a direct flight they’ll bring me a can. (Several cans have been lost to security officials by people not flying direct) Even some of the Europeans know my craving and a lady we know had her brother who lives in the Netherlands bring me some down on one of his visits.
I write all of this to say, I’ve just been in heaven. Recently, I got two shipments of Dr Pepper. A six-pack from a co-worker while she was up in Belgium and a 12-pack of Diet Dr Pepper (American Style) from some American friends who have some links to a military base here in Germany.
I just finished a can, savoring every last piece of it. It tastes sooooooo gooooooooood. I truly believe that Dr Pepper will be on the dinner table in heaven. Now I must pace myself and not over indulge. I’ll just wait until tomorrow for my next can. Too long, I’ll just wait until tonight.