As I mentioned already, it got below zero cold this weekend in Syracuse. We keep soda and beer in our Olean Fridge during the winter (NOTE: Olean is a city in Southwestern New York State that I have a great deal of affection for. It’s the neighbor city of my alma mater. It’s also a little backwards and the gathering point for backwoods people around it. I could have called it a Hindsdale Fridge or a Franklinville Fridge, but it didn’t have the same impact. My friend Mike calls his screened-in porch a West Virginia fridge, as he went to college in that state. Either way, it is a gentle jab at rural America because I’m a snob.).
This is what happens to soda during cold snaps. It freezes. But the ice that creeps out of the bottle is really tasty.