posted by Lisa

There is a juice here called Pog or POG, short for Passion-Orange-Guava juice. There are variants: passion-orange, orange-gauva, etc. You would think it would be excellent. It is really just high fructose corn syrup and a small injection of juice.

But Kory likes it, so I buy it. For the first week, even the kids wouldn’t drink it unless it was diluted with bubbly water. But somehow–I suspect for the same reason that upon arriving we suddenly crave mai tais, and my normally un-fruity husband starts talking about lava flows–the kids now like the POG. I am trying to learn that it’s okay for them to drink this stuff a few days a year.

And “Don’t hog the pog” has become a universal epithet for taking more than your fair share of anything: pog, rice, tomatoes, too much room on the stairs, the boogie board…

POG, photo credit to Inky on flickr since I forgot to take a picture...