It’s the drink of astronauts!

Ever since I was a kid, I have loved to drink Tang. It wasn’t something that my parents had in the house all the time, but when we had it, I loved it.

As an “adult” I have bought Tang from time to time. It was good when you an get a smaller tub, then it doesn’t go bad, and by bad I just mean that it gets moisture trapped in it and then it gets hard and solid, hard to get back to powder.

Even I have to admit, Tang can be too sweet sometimes. (What? Did I just say that out loud?)

The last few weeks I’ve been wanting some Tang, but I always forget when I go to the grocery store and then I want it. Today, we were at the grocery store and as we were leaving, I remembered! We went back to the juice aisle, I got some Tang!

As soon as we got home, unloaded the groceries, I made a bottle of sweet and refreshing Tang…ahhh, a mechiah!

Then I made some later, not as refreshing, still good, but way to sweet! But that first drink, hit the spot, made me happy and isn’t that what it’s all about?