#Best beer in singapore

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Best Beers to Try in Singapore: Top Picks for 2024

Singapore’s vibrant and dynamic beer scene continues to thrive in 2024, offering an eclectic mix of local brews, international favorites, and craft beers that cater to every palate. Whether you’re a beer connoisseur or a casual drinker, Singapore has something special to offer. Here’s a look at some of the best beers to try in Singapore this year.

1. Birra Baladin - Birra Nazionale

A standout in the Singaporean beer market, Birra Baladin’s Birra Nazionale is a must-try for anyone seeking an authentic Italian craft beer experience. This beer is a true celebration of Italian craftsmanship, brewed with 100% Italian ingredients, including hops, malt, and yeast. The Birra Nazionale is a golden ale with a delicate balance of citrusy notes and herbal undertones, making it both refreshing and complex. It’s the perfect beer to enjoy on a warm Singaporean evening, pairing wonderfully with light appetizers and seafood.

2. Tiger Beer

No list of the best beers in Singapore would be complete without mentioning the iconic Tiger Beer. This homegrown favorite has been a staple in Singapore since 1932 and continues to be a top pick for locals and tourists alike. Known for its crisp and refreshing taste, Tiger Beer is an excellent companion for spicy Asian dishes. Whether you’re at a hawker center or a high-end restaurant, a cold Tiger Beer is always a reliable choice.

3. Brewerkz Golden Ale

Brewerkz, one of Singapore’s leading craft breweries, offers a fantastic range of beers, with their Golden Ale being a standout. This beer is light, crisp, and easy-drinking, making it a great choice for those new to craft beers. With subtle notes of citrus and a slightly hoppy finish, Brewerkz Golden Ale is perfect for those who enjoy a well-balanced beer without overwhelming bitterness. It pairs beautifully with a variety of local dishes, from chili crab to chicken rice.

4. Archipelago Singapore Blonde Ale

For those who appreciate a beer with a bit more character, Archipelago’s Singapore Blonde Ale is a must-try. This beer is brewed with a blend of Asian spices, giving it a unique flavor profile that’s both spicy and aromatic. The Singapore Blonde Ale is light-bodied with a smooth finish, making it a versatile beer that can be enjoyed on its own or paired with dishes like laksa or satay. It’s a true reflection of Singapore’s multicultural heritage in beer form.

5. Little Island Brewing Co. Singapore Pale Ale

Little Island Brewing Co. is a microbrewery that has made a big impact on Singapore’s craft beer scene. Their Singapore Pale Ale is a testament to their commitment to quality and innovation. This pale ale is hoppy and aromatic, with tropical fruit notes that are perfect for the tropical climate. It’s a great choice for those who enjoy a beer with a bit more bitterness and a robust flavor profile. Pair it with grilled meats or a hearty burger for a satisfying experience.

6. RedDot BrewHouse Monster Green Lager

For something truly unique, try the RedDot BrewHouse Monster Green Lager. This vibrant green beer is brewed with spirulina, giving it a distinctive color and a mild, earthy flavor. It’s a light and refreshing lager that’s perfect for a hot day. While the color might be unconventional, the taste is clean and crisp, making it a fun and enjoyable beer to try. It’s an excellent choice for those looking to try something different and memorable.

Conclusion

Singapore’s beer scene in 2024 offers an exciting array of options, from classic favorites like Tiger Beer to innovative craft brews like the Monster Green Lager. Whether you’re a fan of traditional lagers, hoppy ales, or something more experimental, you’ll find plenty of great beers to enjoy in Singapore. Be sure to add Birra Baladin’s Birra Nazionale to your must-try list for a taste of Italian excellence in the heart of Singapore. Cheers to exploring the best beers Singapore has to offer!

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sweet relief | l. norris | part two

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inspired by the song ‘sweet relief’ by madison beer

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Ignorance is Bliss

“The girls seem to be having lots of fun. It was a good idea to come to Phuket during our semester break. Right, bro?” Wee Kiat asked Bryan, as they sat by the hotel poolside bar having their drinks. They had been watching their girlfriends, Cassandra and Val, playing with a large ball in the hotel pool. Bryan responded by raising his glass of mojito to his lips, “Yup. The girls are happy. We are happy.”

His girlfriend, Cassandra was in a white bikini, which contrasted well with her bronze skin. The bikini seems to make her average boobs seemed much bigger. It showed more skin and its cutting made her cleavage more obvious. Bryan was pleased to see so many pairs of eyes ogling at her. It made him proud that he had such a sexy and desirable girlfriend.

But he was really attracted to Val instead. Val was Wee Kiat’s girlfriend. Unlike the three of them who were in Business school, she was from Engineering school. She took an Economics elective and ended up in their class. His best friend in the university, Wee Kiat, paired up with her for an assignment and within a couple of weeks, started dating. It worked well for Bryan because now that Wee Kiat had found himself a girlfriend, they could go out on double dates. Bryan had always felt a little guilty when he had to split his time between his girlfriend and his best friend.

Bryan had always thought Val was a little plain. She seemed to be always wearing a tee-shirt and jeans. No dresses, nothing sexy, lacy or colourful. It was all very Plain Jane. Val had been hesitant about coming to Phuket with them. She made an excuse that she had several assignments to complete during the break but Cassandra managed to coax out of her that the real reason was that she did not have any swimwear. The two girls went shopping and Cassandra had selected a nice, luminous lime green bikini for Val. It was a little more conservative than Cassandra’s but it did show that beneath her usual dressing, Val had a very nice body. Her breasts were not large but she had a slim waist and a full ass. Put together, her body curves were good.

“Bro, you are one lucky guy to have Cassandra as your girlfriend. Look at all the guys staring at her.” Wee Kiat said enviously.

“Val is pretty too, Wee Kiat.” Bryan consoled his friend, giving him a friendly punch on his shoulder.

“Nah. Look at those breasts. They are huge when compared to Val’s. You must enjoy sucking them.” Wee Kiat turned to look at Bryan. “Have you ever breast fuck her?”

“Not my thing, lah.” Bryan laughed. “I prefer doggy-style, with her breasts all swaying about when I am fucking her.”

“Fuck, lah. You don’t know what you are missing. Val also like doggy, and missionary. Basically, she just wants to lie there and let me do all the work. Damn tiring.” Wee Kiat put down his drink.

“Then maybe we should switch partners.” Bryan joked, watching Wee Kiat carefully. But Wee Kiat did not seem to hear him, his gaze still out towards the girls.

A few hours later, they were in a nearby restaurant, eating a delicious seafood dinner. There had grilled prawns, black pepper crabs, sambal stingray, mussels and sotong. Food was so much cheaper here compared to Singapore. They also had plenty of cheap beer.

When they returned to the hotel, it was almost 10 pm. The boys decided to go for another round of drinks at the hotel bar. When they return to Singapore the next day, alcohol would be a luxury item. The girls were tired and decided to go back to their rooms.

Wee Kiat seemed to be in a good mood. He downed several mugs of beer before changing to cocktails. He was sharing many jokes and stories with Bryan, as they laughed over their drinks. By 2 am, the bar thinned out and Wee Kiat seemed to be drunk. He was much more quiet, his body hunched on the bar counter.

“Let’s go, Wee Kiat.” Bryan pulled Wee Kiat up. Bryan slumped Wee Kiat’s arms around his shoulders while holding on to Wee Kiat’s waist. They made small, unsteady steps towards their rooms. When they reached Wee Kiat’s hotel room, Bryan realised that he would need to rummage in Wee Kiat’s pocket to get the card key. Bryan did not want to set Wee Kiat down at the corridor as it would be too difficult to get him up again. Neither did he want to wake up Val as that might make things difficult for Wee Kiat later on. He decided to bring Wee Kiat into his room instead.

They moved one door down along the corridor to his room and he fished out his card key from his pocket. The door opened quietly and Bryan set Wee Kiat down on the sofa. In the dark, Bryan could just make out Cassandra’s silhouette. She was sleeping soundly. Bryan went through Wee Kiat’s pocket and found the hotel card key. A thought flashed through his mind. He looked at Cassandra and Wee Kiat again. Both of them seemed to be fast asleep. He lifted Wee Kiat’s legs onto the sofa, in a more comfortable position for sleeping. Wordlessly, he left the room with Wee Kiat’s card key in his hand.

Bryan entered Wee Kiat’s room quietly. It had the same design as his room, a double bed, a dressing table and a sofa. He walked over to Val who was sleeping on her side, her facing towards the door. She was dressed in a t-shirt and a FBT shorts. She had a slight pout on her face, which made her even sexier. Without another word, Bryan took off his clothes and got onto the bed. He slowly removed her t-shirt, without waking Val up. She was not wearing any bra and her breasts were now fully exposed. He grabbed them, squeezing them gently. Val moaned softly in response. He licked her nipples, flicking them with his tongue till he got them hardened.

“Mmm.” Val seemed to be waking up. He turned Val over, to face the windows, away from him. He hugged her from behind, still playing with her boobs and nipples with one hand while the other slipped into her FBT shorts. She was not wearing any panties either. Bryan was surprised that this Plain Jane was way more sexier than he had thought. His fingers fought through the pubic hair before arriving at her entrance. She was already wet. His fingers slid in easily through the lubricated walls. It was tight. He could feel her walls pressing against his fingers. He inserted another finger in, fingering her with increased pace. He was not sure if Val was fully awake but she was responding to him with moans that grew louder and more frequent. Bryan knew Val was near to orgasm. Her vaginal walls were clamming against his fingers and her ass was pushing back against his hard cock.

With a loud moan and a full body shudder, Val came. Bryan hugged her tight, his hands covered in her juices. He moved his head towards her, taking in her smells. Gosh, she smells nice. He gave her a kiss on her neck.

“That was so nice, Wee Kiat.” Val whimpered.

Bryan sensed that Val was going to turn around. He quickly pulled down her FBT shorts and guided his cock into her. He plunged in deep and hard, as he wanted to distract her with pleasure. It worked. Val moaned in pleasure, her body frozen with the unexpected invasion of Bryan’s cock. She clutched tightly at the bedsheets as Bryan started pumping her sideways mercilessly, in a spoon position. Then Bryan remembered that Val likes the doggy position as well. He withdrew his cock and turned her over, before plunging his cock from behind. Val screamed loudly. As Bryan banged her hard from behind, she panted with pleasure, trying to catch her breath. Bryan leaned forwards, kissing her neck and squeezing her breasts as their bodies rubbed against each other.

Val moaned louder and louder. With another shudder, she orgasmed again, her body arching backwards as the waves of pleasure washed over her. Her arms now weak, she slumped forwards onto her bed, her eyes shut with exhaustion.

Bryan turned her over. He spread her legs and insert his hard cock into her for the finale. He leaned down on her, squeezing her breasts and kissing her, as he got into the missionary position. As he rubbed himself against her, his cock sliding in and out of her vagina, Val started moaning again. She held his head, kissing Bryan deeply. Noting something amiss, her eye flew open.

“Wait. You are not Wee Kiat.” Val was confused. “You are Bryan. Stop. You can’t do this.”

Bryan did not answer her. He was so close to cumming. He kissed her roughly, drowning her protests while he thrusted deeper and faster into her. With one final plunge, he spilled his seed into her, washing her womb clean. He laid on top of Val, exhausted.

Val took the opportunity to quickly push Bryan off her, pulling the blanket to cover her body, in a desperate need for modesty.

“You should not have done this, Bryan. This is so wrong.” Val spoke softly as she finally realised what had happened.

“Look. You enjoyed it, didn’t you?” Bryan replied as he got up to put on his clothes.

“I did not know it was you. I thought you were Wee Kiat.” Val countered, her eyes red.

“Ignorance is bliss. If you did not know it was me, it was okay, right? You had enjoyed it, right? So, let’s pretend that you did not know and you thought it was Wee Kiat. Then everyone is happy.” Bryan offered his solution.

“Where’s Wee Kiat?” Val asked.

“He is sound asleep in my room. I will go get him now. Remember. Ignorance is bliss. Don’t need to let him know.” Bryan smiled before leaving the room.

Bryan opened the door to his hotel room quietly. As he entered, he was greeted by familiar sounds of moaning. He could just make out a silhouette of Cassandra squatting in front of a standing Wee Kiat, rubbing her breasts against his hard cock. Bryan cursed himself. He did not want to see this. He reminded himself. Ignorance is bliss.

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Friends Don't || Chapter 3

Summary: Bob Floyd has been your best friend for almost a decade, ever since he quietly agreed to tutor you in college. The two of you have spent years chasing each other around the globe – Bob as a WSO, you as a travel blogger. You’ve always been the anywhere-but-here girl, and he’s been your rock. But when a surprise diagnosis threatens to crumble your picture-perfect life, you’re on the first flight back to San Diego, desperate to put down roots for the first time. Will Bob finally have it in him to admit that you could be the love of his life? What will he say when he finds out the secret you’ve been skillfully hiding from him? Or worse, what if he doesn’t find out until it’s too late? 

Pairing: Robert “Bob” Floyd x OC [Reid] 

Tropes: Friends to lovers

Warnings: Cursing, angst, alcohol

WC: 2.8K

Series masterlist here; previous chapter here; next chapter here

You met Denver when Bob got stationed at Lemoore. You had still been living in New Orleans, planning your move up to San Francisco, but it was taking a while because the magazine had you doing an Asia tour: Vietnam, Laos, Japan, Hong Kong, Singapore, Nepal. 

On your way back from Tokyo, you stopped in San Francisco to do some apartment hunting, before renting a car and driving down to Lemoore to visit Bob. 

He was still a newer member on the team; everyone but Denver had been there for years. They were a knit family, and he was the odd one out. But at least he had her. 

“You’re going to love her,” Bob said. He was teeming with excitement. Seeing him happy made you happy. You knew that he hadn’t quite fit in at Newport, his station before Lemoore. You knew that he desperately wanted to be part of a team. 

And he had found that with Denver. 

The bar was crowded. And hot. You were wearing a tiny tank top and a pair of denim shorts, not much of a going out outfit but Bob had insisted the two of you go straight to the bar so you could meet his friends. 

Bob weaved through the packed bar, his hand warm in yours, over toward one side of the curved wooden bar. You spotted the familiar khaki outfits that screamed military. Bob raised his free hand excitedly in a wave and you smiled up at him. 

“Hey guys,” he said, and a few of the khaki uniforms turned. Their eyes shamelessly rolled over you, and your hand in Bob’s, jaws going slack. 

“Floyd,” one of them, a classically attractive guy with a broad jawline, said. “Who’s the girl?” 

“Reid,” you said, sticking out one hand, keeping your left firmly in Bob’s. You shook his hand. 

“Harvard,” he said. 

You squinted. Another guy, even more ridiculously handsome, sidled up behind him. “I’m Fritz.”

You nodded. The other two were Omaha and Yale. The callsigns went in one ear and out the other. You were notoriously bad with names. 

And then you heard a small voice, like a delicate bird. “Stop drooling all over her, fuckheads. She’s way too hot for any of you.” 

All eyes turned to the right. A tiny redhead was making her way over to the group, her hands full of beer bottles. She handed one to Omaha and then another to Bob. Finally, her piercing green eyes landed on you and she smiled, holding out the remaining beer bottle. “You must be Sunny.” 

You grinned. “I am. You must be Denver.” 

“Sure hope so, otherwise I’m wearing someone else’s uniform.”

You laughed and took the beer, sipping it carefully. You watched Bob’s face light up as he spoke to the pilot. The casual way she put her hand on his forearm. How easy and light they were together. The way his eyes tracked her across the room. How she always brought him back into the conversation where he might have fallen out of it. 

For the rest of the night you snuck glances at the two of them. And for the first time you saw what Bob looked like when he was in love. 

“Hey.” Fritz approached you from your right, leaning against the wall where you had your butt pressed, staring out across the bar at Bob and Denver. 

“Hi,” you replied, taking a swig from the gin and tonic in your hand. You were tipsy, edging on drunk. 

Fritz followed your gaze. “They’re good together, don’t you think?” 

You nodded. “Yeah, they are. Never seen him like that before.” 

“Like what?” 

“So happy,” you replied. “Carefree.” The two of you watched as Bob laughed at something Denver said, her eyes sparkling as she faced him. 

“He looked pretty damn happy when he told us you were coming,” Fritz said. 

You shook your head. “Nothing like that.” 

Fritz moved slightly closer and you looked up at him with a smile. 

“Live nearby?” you asked. 

He grinned. “In fact, I do.” 

You took his hand, weaving through the crowd toward where Bob was standing near the bar next to Denver and Yale. “Bobby?” you said softly, raising a hand and pressing it to his upper arm. 

He turned around with a smile. “Hey Sunny, where’d you go?” 

You looked up at Fritz. “Just got another drink. I, uh, think we’re gonna head out. Can I call you tomorrow, get a ride back to your place?” 

He frowned. “Are you sure?” 

You felt Fritz’s hand slide into the back pocket of your jeans, fingers gripping the swell of your ass. “Yeah, I’m sure.” 

Bob looked between you and Fritz with narrowed eyes. “Sunny? Gonna ask you one more time, darlin’, are you sure?” 

You nodded then leaned up and kissed his cheek, letting your hand fall from his arm. “See you tomorrow, Bobby.” 

You let Fritz’s hand migrate to your low back, guiding you out of the bar and into the humid California night. You weren’t sure why, but it took everything you had not to turn around and take one last look at Bob before you walked out the door. 

Bob looked up at Denver with angry eyes. 

“I shouldn’t have let her go. She’s been here twelve hours, she has no idea where she is. Fritz is a goddamn stranger to her.”

“Reid can do what she wants, Floyd,” Denver said, leaning her small arm against the bar. “She’s a grown woman. Besides, Fritz is a puppy dog. You don’t have anything to worry about.” 

He shook his head. “I’m going after her.” He put his glass of seltzer down and started to walk toward the door when Denver grabbed him, yanking him back shockingly hard for such a small person. 

“Floyd! Snap out of it man. She isn’t yours.” 

“Yes, she is. She’s my responsibility, don’t you get that? I brought her here.”

Harvard shook his head. “Fuck, man, you’re down bad for her aren’t you?” 

Bob squinted his eyes. “Don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

Harvard laughed. “See, I always thought you had a thing for Denver over here. But apparently you’re just the nerd in love with the hot girl next door. And she ditched you the first chance she got.”

Bob felt like his eyes were going to pop out of his head. He lunged forward, but Denver grabbed his arm. “Come on, let’s get some air, Floyd.” 

He let her yank him out onto the back patio of the bar, anger already starting to pool in his stomach. 

“Is it because of Fritz, or is it because she left with anyone but you?”

Bob shook his head, taking a deep breath. “Please, Denver, just drop it.” 

“No. I won’t drop it. Tell me the truth. What is it about her that has you so wound up, ready to fucking combust?”

Bob sighed. “It’s just been me and Reid for a long time, OK? It’s a hard dynamic to change. That’s all, I promise.”

Her green eyes scanned his face. “You wouldn’t lie to me, would you Robert?” she asked softly, stepping closer. 

Bob raised his eyes to hers. “No, Sarah. I wouldn’t lie to you.” 

She nodded, lips pursed in a tight line. The two of them stood side by side, leaning against the railing of the patio, staring off into the distance in silence.

***

You hadn’t meant for it to happen, but somehow you ended up hosting a pizza night at the house as a way to repay the team for helping to unbox all your stuff that had finally arrived from Brooklyn, along with all of the new items you had purchased that had shown up on the doorstep, much to Bob’s dismay. 

The two of you arrived home one night to no less than twenty boxes from Crate & Barrel on the front porch. Bob turned to you with wide eyes and you gave him a small shrug across the middle console of the car, hopping out to examine the boxes. 

“Sunny,” he said, exasperated. “I said yes to redecorating. But what on Earth? Did you buy the whole store or what?” 

“Hate to break it to you, honey,” you said, opening the door and scooting the nearest box inside. “But your house? Your stuff? It’s depressing.” 

“I’m offended,” he said, following after you with a box in his arms. 

“No you’re not,” you replied. “And if you are, you’ll get over it when you see how much cute shit I got for us.” 

Bob groaned, digging in his pocket. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Calling in backup,” he said, hitting a button and lifting the phone to his ear. “Rooster? Yeah, can you and Hangman and Phoenix come over? Bring Coyote. Reid bought all this stuff and we’re never going to be able to unload it all ourselves.” He paused, nodding. “Yeah, we’ll buy you guys dinner.” 

He clicked off the phone and you laughed, already headed to your room to change into athletic clothing. “Remember that you love me!” you called from down the hall. 

“How could I ever forget?” Bob replied, shaking his head and grabbing a box cutter from the top drawer in the kitchen. 

That was how you found yourself sitting on the floor in the middle of Bob’s kitchen unwrapping a set of Estelle colored wine glasses and handing them to Phoenix, who was carefully placing them in a cabinet. 

In the living room, Rooster and Hangman were fighting over the instructions for the media center that you had ordered, while Bob was chatting with Coyote as he built a coffee table. 

You handed a blue stemless wine glass to Phoenix who took it with a smile. “So, how are you liking San Diego?” 

You shrugged. “It’s alright. I like the beach nearby.” 

“Bob said you’ve lived all over the place.” 

You nodded. “Yeah, I’ve bounced around a lot. I did New Orleans, Seattle, Austin, SF, London, Barcelona. Most recently I was in Greenpoint.” 

Phoenix put one hand on her slim hip. “Can I ask you a question?” 

“Of course.” 

“Why here, then? Sounds like you’ve lived in the best cities in the US, maybe even the world. So why the hell would you want to move to San Diego?” 

You looked out over into the living room. “It’s the only place where I can see him every day.” 

Phoenix raised an eyebrow as you stood up from the floor, dusting off your knees with your hands. “Bradshaw is gonna ask you out. Even got a blessing from Floyd.” 

You turned to her. “Bob said yes?” 

She nodded. “Wasn’t too convincing, but he said Bradshaw was free to do whatever he liked. So just keep an eye out. He’s a good guy, Rooster. You could do worse.” 

You ducked down, opening a new box to reveal a set of ivory plates. “I’m not really looking to date right now.” 

“Anyone, or does that just apply to Rooster?”

“You two gossiping about me?” Bradley appeared in your field of vision, guzzling from a water bottle on the counter. He set it down and wiped his mouth, revealing a wide grin. 

You looked at Phoenix with panic and she cleared her throat. “Was just telling Reid here that you’re a sore loser because Hangman beat you at darts last week.” 

“Fuck, it was one time!” Rooster tossed his hands up and his genuine nature made you laugh. He dropped his hands and smiled. “Listen, Reid, if you’re not busy tomorrow, I’d love to take you to dinner.” 

You hesitated. What you had told Phoenix wasn’t a lie. You moved to San Diego to spend time with Bob. It wasn’t about a new crop of potential suitors. But the way that Bradley was smiling down at you, and the broadness of his shoulders, and the air in the kitchen, all had you nodding. “Sure,” you said softly. “I’d love to.” 

Bradley smiled so wide it threatened to split his face in half. “Great. I’ll pick you up here, say seven thirty?” 

You nodded. The rest of the night was spent unpacking boxes, you and Phoenix largely sequestered to the kitchen. Hangman and Rooster finally stopped yelling at each other long enough to get the black wood and cane media console set up and you watched with a grin as all four men argued about how exactly the tv should be set up. 

At the end of the night, you swept the empty pizza boxes into a trash bag and followed everyone out into the driveway to say goodbye, dumping the trash inside the can near the garage door. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said lightly to Bradley and he stepped closer, kissing your cheek softly.

“See you tomorrow Reid.” 

He walked away and you heard Jake huff to himself, muttering under his breath, “What does fucking Bradshaw have that I don’t?” 

You smirked to yourself, waving to Phoenix as she got in her truck, before heading back inside. In the kitchen, Bob was wiping down the counter, placing the last beer can in the recycling. 

“Good work tonight,” you said, looking around with your hands crossed over your chest. You still had some boxes to unpack and you were lacking a dining room table, but the living room was practically brand new. 

Bob shook his head. “You didn’t have to do this, Sunny.” 

“Um, I kind of did if I didn’t want to live in a frat basement for a house.” 

“It wasn’t that bad.” “Whatever you need to tell yourself.” You slipped past him, opening the fridge and pulling out a water bottle. “Alright, I’m gonna take a shower and head to bed. Goodnight.” 

You started down the hall when Bob’s voice stopped you. “Are you really going out with Bradley tomorrow?”

You turned. Bob stood in the middle of the hallway, his hands in his pockets. There was an air around him that you couldn’t place. You nodded. “Yeah, I am. Phoenix said you told Bradley it was OK to ask me out.” 

Bob grunted, turning around and heading for the kitchen, breaking down a cardboard box in frustrated silence. 

You followed him back into the kitchen, one hand on your hip. “Bobby? Are you mad? Do you not want me to date your colleague, is that what this is about?” 

“You always do this, Reid,” he said, shaking his head. There was something unnerving about Bob calling you by your first name. It was always Sunny, honey, darlin’, sweetheart. Never Reid. 

“Do what?” 

Bob looked up. “You leave a trail of men everywhere we go, Reid. I get it. You’re the anywhere-but-here girl. But you have to realize that you can’t do that this time. This is my life you’re walking into. You’re meeting my friends, living in my house. You told me you were settling down this time. But you’re still acting like the same Reid as before.” 

“And who exactly is that?” you demanded, crossing your arms over your chest. 

Bob let out a frustrated sigh. “I don’t want to do this right now.” 

“You started this,” you practically shouted. “So fucking end it, Bobby. How am I acting?”

“You’re doing what you always do!” he yelled. “You’re acting like the Reid that fucks any guy that’s halfway decent to you. And then you run away before it can become anything more than a one night stand because you’re fucking terrified of having to stay and owning up to responsibility for the first time in your life. You just steamroll over everyone and everything, have your fun and then you’re gone. And you’ve always been like that. But this time you don’t get to just flit off to Mexico or Sweden or Croatia and send me a little gift basket and act like it never happened. This time you’re fucking with the people in my life, Reid, and it will have consequences. For once can you care about someone other than yourself and look at the situation and realize that what you do impacts me, too?”

The two of you stood, frozen, in the kitchen. The tension in the air was palpable. You could count on one hand the number of fights you and Bob had gotten into over the last nine years. 

This was one of them. 

Your eyes were locked on Bob’s blue ones. You watched as his face fell. As the realization of what he had just said washed over his familiar face. 

“Sunny,” he murmured, stepping closer and you shook your head, backing away. 

“No.” You whispered it, but there was venom laced in the word. “Don’t you dare try and take that back,” you added. “Because you can’t.” 

“Honey, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said it.” 

You whipped around, practically jogging down the hall toward the stairs at the front of the house. 

“Reid!” 

You climbed the stairs, two at a time, and slammed the door to your room, locking it behind you, sliding down against the back of the door onto the ground in a heap. 

You hated fighting with Bob. But this time, what you hated the most was that he was right. 

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13. Drunken/drugged/sleepy confessions princess cake or slagclaren

Have I ever said just how much I love the ship name princess cake for Jenson and Nico- Needless to say, I shall choose princess cake, lol.

Prompt 13: Drunken/drugged/sleepy confessions

Alcohol was never truly Jenson's world. He preferred to steer clear of it, despising the feeling a hangover had the potential of giving him. Instead, he'd often be seen sipping on a mocktail, a Virgin Sunrise, perhaps, or an alcohol free beer.

Thank God for alcohol free Köstritzer beer.

His good friend Nico - Rosberg, that is to say - however, didn't possess such inhibitions. He drank with a carefree mind, like most people did, leaving all coming problems regarding a possible hangover or whatnot for future-Nico to deal with.

Usually, Jenson was the one having to intervene and clean up Nico's messes, in a figurative sense.

Sometimes, the Brit would have to carry the poor bastard back to their lodgings, the barely fourty-year-old often drunkenly swearing up and down that he'd never drink this much again.

Empty promises. Every. Damn. Time.

Much like that one night in Singapore. Lewis had finally extended an olive branch of sorts for Nico to take and try going the first few meters on their road of going back to being friends, and of course Nico had accepted it once he heard where they'd be heading.

Once more, Jenson had to deal with the aftermath of that. It was about damn time he had a serious talk with the German about that.

Such, once he somehow managed to carry the blonde German back to their shared hotel room (Nico had insisted they share one), Jenson sighed deeply while he watched as Nico got comfortable on the bed, still fully dressed sans the shoes but he didn't seem to mind much. Jenson assumed he was too drunk to care by then.

His slightly pissed expression softened up into a more worried one instead, and he walked over to the side of the bed that Nico currently faced, crouching down and reaching out to rub the younger blond's hand.

"What are you doing, mate... You really should cut back on the alcohol, it doesn't do you any good."

Nico mumbled some incomprehensible things with his eyes closed before they opened, and he looked at Jenson as best as he could - given how his vision had doubled, if not tripled, by then due to the sheer amounts of alcohol the German had had.

He murmured something else whilst directly looking at Jenson, and the latter gave Nico a questioning look, tilting his head.

"Did you say something?"

It took Nico another minute or so before he could repeat himself, the alcohol making it hard to speak.

"Y'r pretty..."

Jenson sighed with a sad smile. Don't think too much of it, Jense, he's too drunk to register anything he's saying.

Instead, the British man chuckled somewhat sadly and repositioned his hand to careful thread his fingers through Nico's downright gorgeous blonde hair, pushing a few stray strands out of his face.

"Thank you but try to sleep a bit, Nico. You're much too drunk for your own good."

The younger man seemed offended at that, given the way he suddenly pouted at Jenson, who backtracked slightly at the sudden sight.

"Did I say anything wrong...?"

If he were sober, or at least just a little tipsy, Nico wouldn't have as many problems replying to Jenson's words as he had in reality. Because in reality, his mind worked rigorously, but slowly so, unable to quickly and effiently find the button it needed to press for clear speech.

"Are y' dense or sumthn...? Jus' gonna brush off m' c'nfess'n to ya..."

The retired driver did a double-take. Confession...? God, just how drunk was Nico??

"I'm... afraid I don't know what you mean...?"

The German groaned in drunken annoyance and sat up, wobbling a little as he did so. He then clumsily reached his hands out for Jenson and grabbed the latter man's cheeks, squeezing them a bit without realizing it.

"Means I like ya, y' dumb idiot. Use y'r brain, mate. 'ave fer a while."

The way he mockingly spat out the word "mate" despite his drunken state had Jenson flinching in surprise and... slight fear, dare he say. And as Nico moved closer to his face with his own, Jenson couldn't help but grimace as he pushed the German back.

"Oh hell to the fuck no, you reek of alcohol. We'll talk this out once you're sober again, okay?"

Nico grumbled at that but seemed to accept the verdict for the moment, allowing himself to fall sideways back into the bed - yet he didn't give up without one last try of defiance.

"... Cuddle."

The Brit smiled in exhaustion, clearly having given up by then. He wordlessly got up, only groaning once as he did so, and moved towards the other side of the bed, laying down and cuddling close to Nico, who turned in his arms and curled up into a ball.

"Whatever you want, princess. Now sleep, I'll get the aspirin tablet and water tomorrow. Too tired right now."

An almost inaudible mumble of the words "thank you" barely reached Jenson's ears - yet once they did, he smiled happily and buried his nose in Nico's hair.

They had a lot to talk about... But that was a problem for future-Jenson to deal with.

[invisibleraven]

6 and rulie?

A roar went through the bar as Reggie looked up from the glass he was polishing. Most eyes were on the television, so he figured there had been a goal of some kind on whatever game was playing.

You'd think after years behind the bar he'd learn a little about sports, but they held no real appeal to him. He was much more interested in the bands that played on Friday nights, sometimes even breaking out his bass to play a set or two himself.

But then another cheer went up, only it was from further in the bar, far from the screens, and well, the bar was kinda dead, plus Dante was there, so Reggie motioned that he was gonna go check out what the ruckus was.

Dante waved him off, more concerned with flirting with the cute ginger guy who was coyly sipping his tequila sunrise through a straw and making eyes right back.

Reggie went through the crowds, checking in with a few of the waitresses, and glaring at the tables who barely tipped, wishing he had the bulk to intimidate them into emptying their wallets.

Finally he mad it to the back where a table was set up and two people were arm wresting. One was a regular; Nick who came every Thursday for cheap beer and soggy nachos while he watched the game. The other Reggie didn't know, but she was strikingly gorgeous, her curly brown hair escaping her braid, a confident smirk on her face.

He watched in fascination as the woman slammed Nick's arm down on the sticky table, another cheer going up. "That's two outta three Nicky, you owe me a drink!"

"Yeah yeah, what's your poison?" Nick grumbled as he shook out his wrist.

"Singapore Sling and keep 'em coming!" she stated. Then her eyes fell on Reggie, and he could have sworn she licked her lips. "Well well, another challenger?"

"Oh no," Reggie said, waving his hands at her. "I just wanted to come see what the fuss was about."

"I'm the fuss," she replied, winking at him. "But you can call me Julie. You sure you don't wanna have a go?"

Reggie glanced back to where the bar was still under control. He knew he'd never beat her, not if Nick who was a college athlete before taking on his coaching job couldn't. "So if you win I buy you a drink?"

"That's the deal, yeah," she said, gesturing to the chair across from her.

"What do I get if I win?' he asked, faking some swagger.

"You get to buy me a drink but I might give you my number as payment," she leered.

"Suppose I'll have to win then," he said, laying his arm up on the table.

"Best two outta three?' Julie proposed.

"Seems only fair."

Their hands gripped together and Reggie prayed his palms weren't overly sweaty. Julie had a determined look in her eyes but her smile was playful, almost disarming Reggie as she blew him a kiss before starting.

Wow she was strong!

Before Reggie knew it, his hand was on the table and Julie was smirking at him once more. "I think I'll get you to buy me something top shelf."

"Eh, the most top shelf stuff we serve here is still cheap swill," he said. "I do recommend you get a plate of the sliders though-they're pretty decent."

"You're the cute bartender!" Julie exclaimed.

"Wait, you think I'm cute?" Reggie asked.

"I wouldn't have offered you my number if I didn't," Julie replied. "Everyone else just got offered a free drink."

"Well then I had better win," Reggie said.

And he tried, he really did, but Julie won handily. "Oh well, maybe next time?' he asked.

"Mmm, maybe," Julie purred. "I'll take those sliders now."

"Right away," he said with a wink, going back to the bar to place the order, putting it under his discount, and directing Kayla where to take them.

And if he maybe scrawled his own number on the napkin no one could blame him. Especially since he heard Julie's pleased giggle when she got it.

So maybe Reggie sucked at arm wrestling, but it netted him a date, and well, the wrestling he and Julie did in his sheets that night made them both a winner!

[omophagist]

Anatomy

1. If you were composed of something, why?

a. I believe that somewhere really deep, like, really deep, like Hadal deep, or Loubouttin in eye, socket deep, I've got a toms. You know toms? b. I shall supplicate a categorical imperative derived by my years of primatology research with Bonobos and Britney Spears. F, C, U, K—yes, these four nitrogenous bases supplied with bitter sugars form the cataclysmic pudenda that dilates god's creation algorithm. In Genesis, Adam and Eve were basically a torpedo and a wormhole in oestrus, and in a gaping paroxysm of smoke-belching buses in Manila, created that beautiful face you point at called matter. c. Apgar scores, eyes closed, zippers open. Soul snow melting, giving me neo-Pavlovian, colonial shivers. During Grade 6, they said I was too good for the Philippines, that I deserved Hong Kong, or Singapore. There I would be tossed the perfume scented dirt from their necks and knighted for non-conformity, profanity and ability to piss in three legs. d. Tarmac roads of memory foam. Justified by tequila shots anaphasing with Beatniks gargling spoken word. An inch beyond a shoulder, red LED trying out green leather jackets by Zara. Beneath a truck loaded with beer, a pot-bellied man on a hammock rubs his crotch dreaming of quarter-Lebanese rest-human poster Gerbers. e. Dough placed on arpeggio speakers, mashing me to non-Newtonian fluid with friction blisters. When I rise in a subcutaneous oven, I'd be like steroid pumped with lashes on my wrists, 'you are all batards!' f. Shanzai Bucherer. Bucher killed by a bucher. Flesh carved from metal not found in any periodic table with a do-it-yourself best before date and kama sutra malleability. Climbing on my palm is the soft woolly corpse of a magenta chick, and I cry; remembering Tuesdays, coconut husks and/or, scrabble tiles. g. Copy paste Leonardo da Vinci's treatise on water. Not so much architrave, not very cornice. In the extent of dehydration, I would be flattered to be a cell in your sheet #2 dressed in deep blue organza. h. A welterweight neoplasm champion that has eluded the Richter scale. While I live, some Japanese otaku is ejaculating over Generativity sucks Stagnation. In 3 a.m. news Pacman's sandpapering his fists off neurons with prayers and white-petal flowers. i. Can I please be partial points? Or at least, supplementary dusks...tears only flow how other tears fell. Just moved in a M-something street cul-de-sac, behind your back a neighbour with two navels, and you go, this ain't no Narnia. Where did the first tear go?

— Mariel Alonzo, from “ Anatomy"’

[alexracheltravel]

Ho Ho Ho! Ho Chi Minh City!

At 5:00 am, it was time to leave Hanoi. We left early for a flight heading down the country to Ho Chi Minh City, formerly known as Saigon. Our flight was easy. And we had a car pickup ready to take us into Vietnam's largest city.

We weren't sure what to expect. Would it be dirty and run down? Old-style like part of Hanoi? Or modern like Tokyo? We discovered it was somewhere in the middle. We rode alongside some gorgeous parks, long roads, craned necks high at skyscrapers.

We stayed at an upscale neighborhood called Dong Khoi beside the Saigon River. The Myst Hotel was fancy! It had a restaurant, rooftop infinity pool, and beautiful decour, merging modern and classic styles. Our room wasn't quite ready when we arrived, so we walked around the corner for a bowl of pho. That makes at least one bowl per day on this trip! Pho is the best, and this one has great noodles, and a more flavorful broth than other days.

But since we had such an early flight, we were exhausted and our settling in turned into a power nap, and before we knew it, it was lunchtime. There was a banh mi spot not far from the hotel, so we went right there.

When the line for food stretches out onto the street, you know it's gonna be good. Luckily, it moved fast. The shop has been open for over thirty years and sold one type of banh mi, layered with pork, cooked in multiple ways. You layer the chili and pickled veggies on yourself. We split one, but others were ordering as many as they could carry.

We hit the Ben Tranh Market - where we were accosted to buy one of everything. Haggling is hard and we likely overpaid for some Nike Dunks that were probably fake as well as ordering a professor-style suit. We were successful at getting a three for two deal on some shirts, however, so maybe we're getting better.

We went back to the hotel because every day there's a complimentary "high tea" buffet. In addition to tea or coffee, we also munched on snacks: bao, cakes, and more.

Still exhausted and sore from yesterday, we soaked in the jacuzzi in our hotel room. What do bath salts do? We put some in and felt no different.

Dinner was Quan Bui - a change of pace. It wasa sit-down restaurant with an enormous menu and a wide variety of Vietnamese dishes. While we usually have been going to restaurants with one dish, this one had multiple. We ordered flavorful lemongrass and chili chicken, and pork in a caramel fish sauce.

Afterwards we grabbed drinks at Heart of Darkness - an expat bar that indulged in the xenophobic fantasies that poor readers assume of Joseph Conrad and the film Apocalypse Now. These weren't heroes meant to idolize. Although the beer did taste good.

Off to bed. Early rising has been sort of our thing. We're off on yet another excursion to a little place called Ben Tre.

Total distance walked: six miles.

Rachel: Alex, how was your first day in honchi minh city?

Alex: Really good, I can understand why people travel to this city and never go home. The only reason my college friend went home was the pandemic. It's a real international city, you see people from everywhere.

Rachel: and cuisine from around the world too! We've seen a ton of restaurants from Japan, Singapore, China, France, Korea, we even saw gelato! This city to me feels a bit like Tokyo in that sense.

Alex: as we drove into the city, the wide roads, wind alongside parks and gave me California vibes.

Rachel: the moral of the story is this city feels very familiar and excitingly new all at once.

Alex: I agree! And we probably had the best meals so far while we were here. Bahn mi is the number one thing we've eaten so far!

Rachel: I totally agree, tell the people about this bahn mi!

Alex: Alright, imagine, a pig that was crushed by one of those hydrologic presses, remove the skeleton, and of course cook it, so you have a mixture of different parks of the pig: butt, belly, skin and shredded, chopper, and pate. Loaded on top are veggies, pickles, and all on a soft baguette.

Rachel: And don't forget that mayo! I think there is a very real possibility that may was made with pork fat.

Alex: all for the low price of 60,000 vnd. $3!

Rachel: Less than $3!

Alex: Less than $3.

Rachel: not to mention you and I split that sandwich and were very full afterwards.

Alex: you know what restaurant gave me similar vibes than that place? La Taq in SF. You stick your head in and watch the magic happen.

Rachel: It was also great to just walk around a little. My legs are still sore from the last few days. But it felt great to have the last few days a mix of exploring and relaxing.

Alex: So, you ready to explore tomorrow?

Rachel: Yeah! Sad to leave the city so soon after we arrived, but excited to go down into the Mekong Delta.

Alex: I hope you like coconuts. That's foreshadowing.

Rachel: But we cannot finish this day without talking about our hotel.

Alex: It's a mix of elegance and hipster chic.

Rachel: With a throwback to Saigon past.

Alex: I love how the concierge explained that to us. The halls and rooms were modeled after Saigon alleys and with old wooden decour. I mean the amenities are great, the price is reasonable, but it's the style and ambiance that really feels like it reflects our wants for this trip.

Rachel: I already posted some pictures. Go ahead check it out. Although even the pictures don't do it justice.

[rabbitrah]

@man-and-atom

I was working on a response to this that went something like "Sarsi in Southeast Asia is actually sarsaparilla, which is flavored with the sarsaparilla vine instead of sassafrass," but the more I tried to factcheck myself, the more contradictory and confusing information I found. What really differentiates sarsaparilla from root beer? Is it the ingredients? The time you're living? The country you're in?

In honor of the many hours I just wasted in search of an answer to that question, here is a helpful guide to drinks that are a lot like root beer, but aren't, except maybe they are, but maybe they aren't, but maybe they are:

Bundaberg Root Beer / Sarsaparilla (Australia)

Flavor: sarsaparilla, ginger, liquorice root, vanilla

They sell this drink as "Sarsaparilla" at home and "Root Beer" in the United States, but it's the same recipe. There is no sassafrass flavor. I've actually tried this one recently and I liked it! Very similar to root beer, but I could definitely tell that the sassafrass wasn't there.

Sarsi (Philippines)

Flavor: sarsparilla (artificial)

I think it's interesting that the modern can says "root beer," although I was able to confirm from some online soda nerds that the taste is definitely still sarsaparilla, not sassafras.

Sarsi (Singapore and Malaysia)

Flavor: sarsaparilla (artificial)

I saw a review where a guy called it "the wine of the root beer world." No, I don't know what that means. A food writer and root beer connoisseur had people try various root beers and sarsaparillas, and most of them said this one was the best.

Badok Sarsaparilla (Indonesia)

Flavor: sarsaparilla

This brand has been operating since 1916 and parents commonly used it to disguise the taste of medicine from their children.

HeySong Sarsaparilla Drink (Taiwan)

Flavor: probably artificial sarsaparilla but this one seems to have a lot going on, so who knows.

Descriptions I've found compare it to other asian sarsaparilla drinks, root beer, coke, bubblegum, and irn-bru(!?) I haven't had irn-bru but I've never seen it compared to root beer so I'm. Hm.

19th Century American Sarsaparilla (USA)

Flavor: sources vary

"Sarsaparilla" is a drink that used to be popular in the United States, but fell out of favor and seems to have been replaced by root beer. There's kind of a stereotype of it being a wild west, cowboy sort of drink, but like most cowboy things, I think that's like 80% myth. It was probably just sold in pharmacies alongside or instead of root beer. But what did it actually taste like? What were the main flavors? This was definitely the most frustrating thing to research because I kept finding sources that confidently contradicted each other. Possible answers:

Unlike sarsaparillas abroad and the name implies, "sarsaparilla" in the US did not use the sarsaparilla plant. Instead, it used sassafras, making it basically root beer, as well as birch oil.

Like sarsaparillas abroad, sarsaparilla in the US was a different drink from root beer. The sarsaparilla plant was used instead and it did not contain sassafras.

Sometimes sarsaparilla was flavored with sassafrass and sometimes it was flavored with sarsaparilla and sometimes it was flavored with both. The reason it was sometimes called sarsaparilla and sometimes called root beer is a mystery.

Modern Sarsaparilla in the United States

Flavor: usually"natural and artificial flavors" with no elaboration

If you look hard enough, you can find domestically brewed sarsaparilla, but most of these use artificial flavors without a hint as to what they're trying to artificially taste like. It's basically just a picture of a cowboy and a "trust us, this is old timey and authentic" wink. I'm going to go out on a limb here and guess that most of these sarsaparillas are basically just root beer.

Maine Root Sarsaparilla / Root Beer (USA)

Flavor: spices, including wintergreen, clove and anise

While trying desperately to find out whether or not American Sarsaparilla actually used the sarsaparilla plant, sassafras, or a secret third thing, I found out that Maine Root's root beer isn't technically root beer either. Because the company doesn't use any artificial flavors and it's illegal to use actual sassafras, we can deduce that Maine Root's root beer does not taste like sassafras. By my pedantic standards, that means it's not root beer. The ingredients include "supporting flavors" from classic root beer recipes. Their sarsaparilla is described as a "lighter bodied brother" to their root beer, with less clove and more wintergreen. Is there any actual sarsaparilla plant in it? I don't think so. I've definitely seen this in stores before but never tried it, but now I'm curious.

Moxie (USA, exclusive to New England, especially Maine)

Flavor: gentian root, wintergreen, anise, sassafras(!)

Several people in the notes dared me to try this. Apparently Moxie is root beer's evil cousin? The after taste is supposed to be really bitter. The fact that it has sassafras means that it could qualify as a root beer in my book, but it's never called itself that. Nest time I'm up north I guess I'll have to try it. It was the first bottled carbonated drink in America and was supposed to heal mental ailments like anxiety, depression, and the desire to commit crimes. Here's something weird, the word moxie as in "she's got a lot of moxie," meaning like spirit/nerve/guts, actually comes from this drink.

Roots Drink / Herbal Drink / Roots Wine / etc (Jamaica)

Flavor: recipes vary, but can include sarsaparilla, sassafras(!), cherry bark, dandelion, mint, chaney root, ginger, hops, and more.

This one isn't a soda. It's sometimes fermented, but not always. These are medicinal drinks commonly taken as an aphrodisiac. I'm really intrigued by how much overlap there is here with common root beer recipes.

Birch Beer (Northeast USA and Newfoundland, Canada)

Flavor: birch sap/birch oil. Other potential ingredients include wintergreen, cinnamon, vanilla,

Birch Beer can be both a carbonated soda or a fermented drink. Birch sap sometimes pops up in sarsaparilla and root beer recipes, and birch beer recipes often include common root beer supporting flavors.

Dandelion and Burdock (UK)

Flavor: in addition to dandelion root and burdock root, recipes may include ginger, anise, birch sap, cassia bark, vanilla, wintergreen, vanilla, cinnamon

Okay so unlike some of these other drinks, no one is getting Dandelion and Burdock confused with root beer or calling it root beer. That being said, I couldn't leave it out because it's in the weird medicinal herbal soda club and I've seen plenty of other people draw comparisons. I have had one of these ONCE, many years ago, before I gained all this insane root beer knowledge. I remember telling a friend that it tasted like dirt, but in a good way. I'd never heard of dandelion and burdock when I tried it and a root beer comparison didn't occur to me. I had Fentiman's brand. I actually remember because I hung onto the bottle for like a month because I thought it was pretty. From what I've read, it seems like some recipes might taste more or less like root beer or sarsaparilla based on which "supporting" ingredients they use. Recipes wintergreen will taste more like root beer, for instance. I guess it could go the other way as well. For instance, the root beer I'm drinking right now (olipop) has burdock root in the ingredients list.

A continuation on my post about unloved foods, specifically this is my in-depth defense of root beer.

Root Beer isn't inherently gross, it's just one of those weird local flavors that's off-putting to people who didn't grow up with it. We all like different things and also we all tend to like flavors that are similar to what we grew up with. That's okay! But honestly root beer is pretty unique and, in my opinion, delicious.

One of the main complaints against root beer is that it tastes like medicine. Funnily enough, it was originally marketed as medicinal! This is true for most OG sodas actually. Pretty much as soon as carbonated water was invented, people were drinking it to soothe various ailments. A lot of the original soft drinks were actually invented by pharmacists. I just think that root beer is especially cool because the main flavor came from the root bark of sassafras, a common North American shrub. Because it's so widespread and aromatic, all parts of the sassafras plant have been used in food and medicine by many different Native American tribes throughout history and was subsequently picked up and used by European colonists. In the 1960s, some studies indicated that that safrole oil, which is produced by the plant, can cause liver damage. Whether or not this would actually remain true after it had been boiled and added to root beer is unclear, but it was really easy to replicate the flavor, so the sassafras in commercial root beer these days is artificial. Another fun fact about safrole is that it's a precursor in the synthesis of MDMA. None of this information has stopped my childhood habit of eating sassfras leaves right off the shrub whenever I walk past it on a hike. I'm like 85% sure it's safe and also mmmm yummy leafs go crunch.

Another root beer complaint is that it tastes like toothpaste. I think this is probably because another key flavor in most root beer recipes is wintergreen. I'm assuming that the people who think this are the same people who think mint chocolate chip ice cream tastes like toothpaste. I can understand and even respect that some people don't like mint and associate it only with brushing their teeth, but like. Mint is a pretty common flavor. I mean I think it's safe to say that humans have been eating mint flavored stuff for longer than toothpaste has existed... anyway!

Other common flavors in root beer (real or artificial) are caramel, vanilla, black cherry bark, sarsaparilla root, ginger, and many more! There's not one official recipe, and root beer enthusiasts often have strong opinions about different brands. Some root beer is sharper, with more strong aromatic flavors, and others are mild and creamier.

Another thing I think is cool about root beer is that it's foamier than most sodas. This was originally because sassafras is a natural surfactant (and why sassafras is also a common thickening agent in Louisiana Creole cooking.) These days, other plant starches or similar ingredients are added to keep the distinctive foam. Root beer foam > all other soft drink foams. That's why root beer floats kick more ass than like, coke floats.

If you've never had root beer before, imagine if a sweetened herbal tea was turned into a soda, because that's basically what it is. If your first response to that is a cringe, fair enough. That's why lots of people don't like it. If your first response to that is "interesting... I might actually like it, though" then I encourage you to track down a can of root beer today, hard as that might be outside the US and Canada. Next time you see an "ew, root beer tastes like medicine/tooth paste" take, know that there's a reason for that, but also the same could be said for literally any herbal or minty food/drink.

My final take on root beer is that it would be the soda of choice for gnomes. Thank you and good night.

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#1 Stunning ocean views

Sparkling waters of the South China Sea surround Sentosa Island, and the beachside bars offer stunning beaches and ocean views. Bask in and enjoy the breathtaking ocean views while sipping on a cocktail or enjoying a delicious meal at loungers and cabanas provided by the various outdoor bars lining the Singapore beaches.

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The bars at Sentosa Island's beach offer various delicious food and drinks, with options ranging from local cuisine to international favourites. Whether you're in the mood for seafood, burgers, or vegetarian options, you will find something to suit your taste buds. No visit to beachside bars would be complete without trying out the signature cocktails or beers.

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Many of Sentosa Island's beachside bars offer live entertainment, ranging from local bands to international DJs. Catch a live performance while enjoying your food and drinks, or dance the night away to the beats of the DJ. The music adds to the overall atmosphere of the bar at Sentosa, making for a fun and memorable experience.

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Changi Airport, Singapore

Changi Airport consistently ranks as one of the best airports globally, and for good reason. It boasts unparalleled facilities including free movie theaters, gardens, a rooftop swimming pool, and even a butterfly garden. For solo travelers, Changi offers dedicated rest zones and comfortable seating areas where you can unwind between flights. The airport's efficiency, cleanliness, and connectivity make navigating it a breeze, ensuring a stress-free experience for those traveling alone.

Incheon International Airport, Seoul, South Korea

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Helsinki Airport, Finland

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Munich Airport, Germany

Munich Airport combines efficiency with Bavarian hospitality, providing solo travelers with a welcoming environment. The airport features numerous lounges, quiet zones, and even a mini golf course to pass the time between flights. Solo travelers can explore the airport's beer gardens, sample local delicacies, or shop for unique souvenirs. Munich Airport's clear signage and helpful staff contribute to a stress-free experience, allowing solo travelers to relax and enjoy their journey.

Vancouver International Airport, Canada

Vancouver International Airport offers stunning views of the surrounding mountains and Pacific Ocean, creating a tranquil atmosphere for solo travelers. The airport provides comfortable seating areas, an array of dining options, and cultural exhibits that showcase British Columbia's heritage. Solo travelers can take advantage of the airport's free yoga spaces or explore the art installations scattered throughout the terminals. Vancouver Airport's commitment to sustainability and passenger well-being makes it a preferred choice for eco-conscious solo travelers.

Dubai International Airport, United Arab Emirates

Dubai International Airport is renowned for its luxurious amenities and efficiency, catering well to solo travelers seeking comfort and convenience. The airport features designer shopping outlets, fine dining options, and extravagant lounges that offer privacy and relaxation. Solo travelers can enjoy spa treatments, explore the airport's art galleries, or simply marvel at its architectural grandeur. Dubai Airport's seamless connectivity and world-class facilities ensure a memorable experience for solo travelers transiting through the Middle East.

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