A few weeks ago I’m in a co-worker’s office and see this sexy-looking bottle on her desk and I’m totally eyeballing it lewdly and she says, “Oh yeah, Lorina Sparkling Lemonade! This is my favorite drink!” And I admired the tasteful label design and mentioned, you know, off the cuff, that I happened to “work” for the “preeminent beverage-related website” and “really knew my shit” and she said: “Here, take it! Try it! I have another bottle right here to enjoy. But you must tell me when your review is online so I can read it!” So I chugged it down and was all: Eh. Kind of like Orangina (you ever pronounce “Orangina” like “vagina”? Just to pass the time?) except with the carbonation cranked up too many notches. I left one last swallow in the bottle here on my desk so, when the time came for me to write about it, I could refresh my memory (and myself!), but it’s been weeks and I’m sure it’s very warm and flat and backwashed, but OK I will go ahead because that is my commitment to you: Hm! Not bad! Subtle lemon flavor! So my recommendation is crack it open and let it sit for like a month. Lorina needs to age.