u/___HeyGFY___

Special KKK

Milford.

Parent names a musical artist. Child uses another musical artist to create a mashup. Grandchild comes up with a song title mashup of the two artists.

Examples:

P: Bon Jovi
C: Bon Journey
GC: Don't Stop Living on a Prayer

P: Iron Maiden
C: Iron Manilow
GC: Rime of the Copacabana

P: Daft Punk
C: Daft Leppard
GC: Let's Get Lucky

I grew up in the far southwest suburbs. I was fairly sheltered, in that neither of my parents drank. I moved to New England in 2003, and I heard about Malört from a friend of mine who went to Chicago to visit family a couple years ago.

I just tried it for the first time, 56 years old. I kinda enjoy it. I like the bitterness. All the descriptions I've read... diesel fuel, dumpster bilge water, fermented Bears socks... to me it seems like a bit of an exaggeration.

Then again, when I was a kid and we used to visit my grandparents up here, my cousin introduced me to Moxie. It's a soft drink flavored with gentian root, which is known for being extremely bitter. I loved it from the first sip. (Now that Coca-Cola corporation has taken over the manufacturing, they tweaked the recipe and it is more palatable to the general public.)

So am I insane for actually enjoying Malört?

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