Nov 13, 2025

IT MUST BE A LIMA, OHIO THING?


 

Raise your hand if you know what I call the beverage in my glass.

Nobody?

It's red pop.

Yes. You read that correctly.

Red.

Pop.

I finished cleaning up the post-dinner kitchen and found a bottle of Faygo hidden in the back of the fridge. (I'm pretty sure it's there because I ordered groceries like a twelve year old boy the last time Rich went to New Jersey, and I ended up with a few things that harkened back to my childhood.)

When we were kids, weekends meant Grandma's house. (My Uncle Connie lived with Grandma and took care of her before he and Aunt Linda were married, so weekends were an opportunity for him to have a little free time). So my cousins David and Brian and my sister and I would head over to Lewis Blvd with pj's and sleeping bags and we'd visit with Grandma and Mickey the dog...which was always an American Eskimo Spitz.

(And always named Mickey.)

Uncle Connie always loaded up the downstairs fridge with all kinds of pop. (Soda if you're from the East...Coke if you're from the South. Pop if you're from Lima.) There were bright shiny bottles of Orange Crush, Teem, Vernors Ginger Ale, and...Red Pop. I think it might have been called Big Red, but we called it red pop and drank it with our popcorn in front of The Carol Burnette Show on a big floor-tablecloth in front of the TV.

So tonight I poured that red pop into my glass and settled in to stitch, and JB looks over, sees the red liquid in the glass, and says "What the heck are you drinking, Con?" and I said "Campari", which gave him a minor stroke...and then I said "Red pop".

(Explanations ensued.)

So that's what I'm doing, Dearies. I'm sitting in my chair with my red pop and my stitching and thinking about Grandma's house, where there was always baloney sandwiches, ten kinds of cereal, and lots and lots of red pop.

Happy Thursday. I'm going to put the iPad thingie down for a few days and try to re-set my tiny little brain. I hope you have a wonderful weekend and that you get to do all of the things. Have fun and come tell me all about it!

1 comment:

  1. Sounds great. I grew up in Connecticut...and my dad would buy Moxie. Loved it. Was a weekend treat.

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