When I did learn to look at it in a new light, I saw a humble and unassuming vessel that leaves ample room for customization. My aunt sang the jar’s praises, but I didn’t understand why until later. It was filled with either sun tea, lemonade, or whatever Technicolor Kool-Aid concoction the kids made for the day, and like clockwork, wherever it was stationed became the center of the party. Sure, she wasn’t technically my aunt - this woman had been best friends with my paternal grandmother for decades - but the frequency with which my parents, siblings, and I pulled up to her house for barbecues, Texas Christmases, lazy Saturdays, and the most formal of Easter Sundays assured me that biology had little place to say she and my other play cousins, aunts, and uncles weren’t family.Īt each celebration or holiday, a key piece of kitchen hardware appeared: a large glass jar with an airtight plastic spigot fixed just above the jar’s flat bottom. My introduction came in the ’90s - not inside of a gargantuan football stadium but under the canopy of my aunt’s pecan tree. But if that’s your only reference point, there’s so much more to appreciate about the beverage dispenser.
When most people think of beverage dispensers, their minds tend to shoot right to the Super Bowl celebration ritual: A team of athletes douses an unsuspecting coach with neon-yellow liquid from an overturned Gatorade watercooler.
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