So, I LOVE that people still get seltzer delivered. My mom, an honorary Jew, but really a Park Slop Sicilian, can't get enough of it. She waxes on about the egg creams of her youth (a beverage that makes me barf a little in my mouth).
Anyway, I regularly see this mystifying nostalgia truck parked around the hood loaded with cases of bottles. Ronny Beberman, aka Seltzer Man of Brooklyn, sells the shit (I mean nectar of the gods) for $25/case of 10 siphon bottles every two weeks, delivered to your door.
"It's like night and day," said one subscriber. According to seltzer dude's wife, who seems to be in charge of marketing and new sales and was hoping for one in me (sorry!), it's more fizzy and won't go flat like regular store-bought, it's good for the environment, and it tastes way better without the plastic bottle flavor.
So, if you've got a yen for the fizzy (and i don't mean lizzy), help keep Ronny in business. He's at 718.464.6408.