Cute story from the perspective of a 4 year old reader., a photo by aviva_hadas (Amy) on Flickr.
So my family is seated at a table at Ruby Tuesday, my son's favorite restaurant. They have these advertising table topers, appetizer, desires, adult beverage... My son, the 4 year old, is reading one of those ads and asks, "What is the taste of winter?" His mother & father pretty much move onto, "Please eat your dinner." Time passes and then we get our first snowfall of the season. Mother & son are walking along when son eats snow. Mother says, "Don't eat snow." Without skipping a beat, son replies, "But it is the Taste of Winter."
& I thought that only Coors tasted like pee.