OK now. This is what I was thinking of when I drank this. What you always hope and dream coconut juice will taste like, rather than what it actually does taste like. Yet again, Man — donning the mighty toolbelt of science — has completed the work that nature/God/whatever was unwilling or unable to do.
Similar to the aforementioned disappointment, Aqua de Coco is the juice of green coconuts. But unlike said trainwreck of poor judgement and botched brewery, Mr Coco added more water (to make it less mucousy), and more sugar (to make it actually good). It’s the recipe for instant palatability, time-honored.
I don’t know where you fall on the chewy-bits-in-drinks issue, which I guess can be a fairly hot-button topic in some sectors. Wikipedia says it’s actually the reason they got heck of problems in the Middle East. Therefore be advised that Mr Coco comes supplied with fairly sizeable coconut chunks. For me it was like a little taste of the tropics, without having to deal with such things as sand in my crotch and communicable diseases that I assumed had been eradicated decades ago.
Overall it was pretty good, but I don’t see a lot of replay value. I mean how often does coconut juice come up on your wheel of moods? But maybe with a splash of pineapple in there? And a couple fingers of Hpnotiq? Some crushed ice, a little umbrella? A nice tropical sunset in the background? Some attentive and buxom local girls who are up to date on their vaccinations? Wait, what were we talking about.