Today The Swede shocked me by purchasing a fridge pack of canned Coke instead of his usual 1.5 liter bottle. Canned soda is not big here like it is in the States. You really only ever see it at take-out restaurants and it only comes in, like, three flavors. So what got into him today, then? On the drive home from the grocery store I got the whole scoop. Apparently it was a combination of a supposition from his youth that when he was a grown man he would drink his Coke out of cans (perfectly logical and understandable, obviously) and harkening back to those summer vacations when we've visited Mom and Ray's and they had a fridge full of cans for the taking. This sentimentality is as good a reason as any to buy canned Coke as opposed to bottled, and needless to say he was excited to get home and hear that satisfying snap and fizz when he opened his first grown-man soft drink in his own home. There was one thing he hadn't bargained for, though: opening the fridge pack. Sure there's a perforated line to tear away the corner, but I think we've all been stumped at one time or another about where and how to start the tear. The Swede was no exception. But ultimately, once the box was open and the first can rolled out, that challenge and subsequent success made that Coke all the more satisfying.
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