This is wild garlic.
There’s a fair amount of it on the Isle of Wight, which is why it’s no surprise that there’s also a Garlic Farm there, selling all manner of garlic-infused products and ingredients. Do you think you can guess which one I bought?
Look, there’s even a clove of garlic nestling inside the bottle neck.
And how was it? Well, garlicky.
Really garlicky.
It was a pleasant enough and refreshing drink on a spring afternoon, but you have to be a major alliophile to drink more than one of these.
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I’m sure it does wonders for your breath, too.
But at least it keeps the vampires away.