I grew up poor as a kid and me and my brothers always dreamed of gobbling up all sorts of sugary snacks. One summer we got a hold of three cartons of vanilla ice cream and several 2 liter bottles of root beer. We had just heard about how to make root beer floats, so we made the biggest ones we could and gorged ourselves on it all in one sitting.

We got so sick and unwell hours later … we didn’t lose it through diarrhea or vomiting but our stomachs felt like someone had taken a basebat to us … we’re Indigenous so we were all lactose intolerant.

I haven’t had a root beer float since.