Of all the wonderful things I can tell you about Momma, a cook she was not. She loved her sodas and we loved ours as kids. I can remember getting up in the mornings to a can of coke sitting on the kitchen table for us. Momma had to have her Diet Coke within moments of her eyelids popping open, or there was going to be hell to pay.
I say this only to say that after being an avid Coke drinking for thirty plus years, I have been caffeine free for approximately thirty hours.
I would just about cut off my right pinky toe for a Cherry Vanilla Coke from Sonic right now.
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