For the uninitiated, Moxie is a type of pop that is only available in New England. And even then, not every store has it. It comes in an orange can, but it's not an orange flavored drink. It looks like cola, but the taste is more of what you might get if you crossed Dr. Pepper and root beer. It's one of those things in life that people either love...or hate.
I love it. Love love love LOVE it.
With the advent of the internet and e-commerce, Moxie has become a lot easier to come by than it once was--in theory at least. I know where I can get it, but justifying the shipping cost is quite another thing. Luckily, I have a loving grandmother who has helped me keep a necessary stockpile through Christmas and birthday presents (thanks, Grammy--I love you!) but it's still necessary to ration it very carefully.
- A momentous occasion (the Red Sox winning the World Series, Kiddo's birth, etc.)
- Or if I just have a huge craving for Moxie
Starting with Kiddo's birth, every time I've had a can of Moxie to celebrate something, I've kept the can and have written the event on the can with permanent marker. I've got a little collection on a shelf at work. It may be kind of weird, but it's kind of fun, too. I'll take a picture of it sometime when I think of it and post it.
My 2001 case has lasted me almost 5 years. It has seen me through the ups and downs of life, the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
It has served me well.
So the next time I break open a Moxie, it will be from a more recent time.
Vintage 2004, if I remember correctly. My former co-worker's daughter sent a 6-pack from Maine...I think it was in 2004. Maybe 2005.
Either way, the permanent marker is ready.