What we taste:
Remember those summer days? The heat of the summer was grass blades, salt on your skin after a long day of play, picking berries by the creek and the smell of fresh cut ripe watermelon.
Visions. Scents. Things we hear. They conjur up memories.
Now there's this in your glass. Strawberries. White peaches. Yuzu. Salt. More memories.
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