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Apfelschorle: Durst ist schlimmer als Heimweh


This was the first time we entered a restaurant in the Czech Republic together. I was still a bit nervous that everything goes so I started with the simplest question:
"What would you like to drink?"
I got an immediate answer: "Apfelschorle."
"What?"
"Apfelschorle," the same answer as before.
"Yeah, I understand, but I have no idea what it is."
The simple question seemed to produce a challenging answer.
"Apple juice with water," Jan tries to clarify and looks at me as if I would be an alien who just came from another planet and doesn't know the basic common things. I feel again a bit less nervous and a bit more relaxed, quite confident, that this task I won't mess up. Apple juice with a water is my favorite. Recently finally restaurants started to mix it also with tap water in big glasses. So I can confidently answer:
"Ok, no problem."
...
I think I made everything well...until drinks come, Jan tries it and looks a bit unhappy.
"Anything wrong?" I ask worried.
"No, but this is not Apfelschorle. It should be a juice with sparkling water."

This was my first meeting with Apfelschorle. Special name for a simple thing - apple juice with sparkling water. I had no idea how common thing it is in Germany. You can get it already mixed in bottles in drinking automats, in shops, everywhere. And it is one of the favorite German soft drinks. When we talk about drinks, there are some other drinks which are way more popular in Germany than anywhere else - Club-mate, Radler,...

https://www.statista.com/statistics/575059/alcoholic-non-alcoholic-beverage-consumption-germany/
"This statistic shows a ranking of the most purchased and consumed beverages in Germany from 2016 to 2018. Fruit juices, drinks and nectars were purchased by 52.1 percent of the population, while 47.3 percent had purchased caffeinated coffee that same year."

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