Ginger Beer
Spicy, sharp, not messing around. Makes a great mixer. Also great on its own when you're pretending to be responsible.
The soda worth pulling over for. Seven old-school flavors. Glass bottles. No plastic. One very questionable roadside authority.
There was a pop shop Dave used to stop at as a kid — the kind of place where the refrigerator cases were full of glass bottles in flavors you didn't know you needed until you saw them. Root beer that actually tasted like root beer. Cream soda that was worth a small argument. A lime rickey that required no explanation beyond being cold and good.
Nobody asked if it was artisanal. Nobody put it in a can with a lifestyle on the label. You just picked one, paid whatever it cost, and felt unreasonably good about the whole thing.
That place is gone. Most of them are. But the feeling doesn't have to be. Route One Bottling Co. is Dave's version of it — glass bottles because plastic is a cop-out, flavors because they're the whole point, and a lobster on the label because this is Maine and someone had to.
Seven flavors. Pick a favorite, change your mind, and conduct additional field research. All glass. All ice cold. No subscriptions required.
Old fashioned. Kettle brewed goodness. Made with cane sugar and pure Maine attitude. Bold flavor, smooth finish, Dave approved — the one that set the standard for everything that came after it.
Small batch. Glass only. Crafted for Dave's Maine Cafe.
Spicy, sharp, not messing around. Makes a great mixer. Also great on its own when you're pretending to be responsible.
Vanilla forward, cold, and unapologetically sweet. The one you don't expect to love. You'll love it.
Real lemon flavor. Cold. Done. Doesn't need the paragraph.
The one that tastes like what orange soda was supposed to taste like before orange soda became a metaphor for disappointment.
Tart, bright, a little sharp. The pop shop original that survived everything. For good reason.
Smooth ginger, easy carbonation. Choose your ginger destiny — this is the approachable one.
A few of the flavors have been quietly moonlighting in the cocktail program. Dave's aware. Dave approved them.
Blueberry lemonade was already making questionable summer choices. Vodka simply made it official.
Tart, bright, and suspiciously easy to drink. The Rickey handles the business; the gin takes the credit.
Spiced rum, orange soda, and fresh lime over ice. A basic summer cocktail with absolutely no interest in behaving like one.