Just today I was reminiscing with my sister about how we used to bowl for cheap at the neighborhood bowling alley when we were kids. I have an accompanying memory of buying a bottle of Fresca from the old-timey vending machine and feeling very cool for drinking the sour, grapefruit-flavored, and decidedly grown-up soda. It's a very vivid memory. The taste of Fresca still takes me straight back to those Saturdays in the early 70s. Tart time warp!