My teacher in a High School psychology class told us students that if we were blindfolded we wouldn't be able to tell different sodas, etc., apart. I said I could, no problem. So she set up a taste test with Pepsi, Coke and good ole RC (my preference at the time) and I aced it. She was impressed so I said "that's nothing, I can do the same thing with peanut butter." So the next day I did another blindfolded test with Skippy, Peter Pan and Jiff. Aced that one too.
We have an RC machine here at work --- Here locally, the RC bottler distributes RC, Canada Dry Giner Ale, Dr. Pepper, A&W Root Beers and Cream Soda, Sunny Delite, Country Time Lemonade, Diet Rite, Welch's Soda's, and Upper 10.
I guess all that's good and memorable left NYC around the mid to late 70's. Yup, that's pretty much when the music died for me, and so did a lot of the finer parts of our culture, and my opinion only means something to my cat and my Burmese python, and that's okay by me. I guess I'll have to take a train dow souf ta git me sum dat RC Cola agin, 'n' taste it agin fer the verry firs' tahm.
At least it still exists. Wonder if tastes the way it did when I was ten?
It looks like you might just have to take a trip back to the States and find out. I realize that living in a foriegn country like CA, NY, MA or IL is exotic, but it is also nice to come home every once in awhile.
Actually, I no longer live in the city, but a little ways upstate, which means I still live in the USA, but I don't have a car yet, and haven't had a chance to explore my area, and the outer reaches of The Empire State. As a result, I'm still mostly familiar with NYC and its culture, and all those good things like RC Cola and ice cream vending machines went out with Lawrence Welk.