I wanted to work from the worst to the best. Lets face it, some aren't going to be good, so I want a tolerable one last so it'll be the flavor in my mouth when I finish. He said Cranberry was tolerable, but brussel sprout was, by far, the worst. So I told him to bring on the sprouts.
So, I had him pour me a minishot of the brussel sprouts. I inhaled a whiff to know what I was in for. After the scent I knew they were probably spot on with the stuff being worst.
I downed it in one go, being my brave tasting self...
Immediately, I was overwhelmed with the flavor of rancid vomit. We are not talking fresh puke from my stomach... no... its as if a hobo vomitted into a paper bag, buried it, dug it up after a good two weeks of fermenting, then bottled it and called it brussel sprout soda. Now, I'm not a squeamish man. I enjoy a good anchovie pizza, for crying out loud! But this stuff... I almost blew chunks right there. The only time in my life where a taste sensation almost made me puke. I held it down, demanded the cranberry soda and downed a good half cup, which wasn't good, but tasted like sweet nectar of the gods next to the vomit-ale I just drank. Suffice to say, I admitted defeat, downed a pack of tictacs and am trying to coerce my stomach into amnesia before I hurl on my keyboard.
Be warned of geeks bearing green soda!