When I was little, my friend and I loved to make "potions." We would get a big pot and fill it with a little water. Then, we'd add random food items from the kitchen: chunks of bread, seasonings, chips, ketchup, salad dressing, etc.
Throughout the whole process we would stir it, pretending we were creating something totally mystical and amazing.
In truth, it always just ended up as cold, inedible soup.
One day, we decided to make a potion we would actually want to drink at the end. We added sugar and food coloring, and I'm betting we even added a Kool-Aid packet.
Then we struck gold.
We found all these random extracts: mint, almond, lemon, etc.
We didn't bother with the vanilla extract, but we loaded the potion up with everything else. And it wasn't just a drop or two. We poured everything in.
Once the magical properties had enough time to gain maximum potency, we got two glasses and took a big gulp.
Honestly, it wasn't that bad. My friend and I drank the rest of our glasses, daydreaming about the super powers we would develop.
Then, I noticed the back of the extract bottles. Each one had a 50 percent or more alcohol content.
I'm from a family that doesn't drink alcohol, so this came as a huge shock.
Once my friend saw the bottles, we almost immediately started to feel a little tipsy. We started laughing and staggering around the kitchen, surprised at how much it was affecting us.
Looking back, I have to laugh because the amount we put in compared to the amount of water and other ingredients would never have been enough to cause our reaction.
Unless we really did make a magic potion after all ...
I guess I'm going to have to try to remember the recipe.