Back in the eighties when the UK was experiencing its first dose of the SodaStream experience, I regarded the machine with some respect, a little awe and a lot of fun.
Aged somewhere around seven or eight, I had the motor skills to start interacting properly with the adult world of drinks pouring and carbonation, but not always the thorough understanding of the correct order of processes to prevent disaster.
Having been thoroughly trained by my parents in the business of filling the glass bottle up to the right line and then topping up with syrup to one of two bobbles depending on recommended level of flavouring, I set about quickly unlearning and attempting variations of that theme. Read more »