Around the age of 12 I remember visiting an Aunt and Uncle who were having some celebratory drink, when asked what I would like, I ordered a NBA, a second or few later I was passed the Drink which I downed quite quickly.
Years later and now of the age I could order my own drink at a bar, again I thought I would re kindle my relationship with the old NBA, after one sip I couldn't believe how foul it was, when I returned home I spoke to my parents of how vast the difference was to my first tasting................"no love" my mum replied that drink you had at the Party was SarsaParilla........
......well fooled.
