It's a taste I never acquired no matter how hard I tried. I figured if I was born and brought up in Lisbon Falls, I should love the taste of Moxie. It just never happened. The rest of my family surely makes up for my lack of taste.
This past weekend, Lisbon Falls hosted it's annual Moxie Festival. An entire weekend filled with parades, pow wows, fireworks, auctions, musters, and street vendors selling everything from Italian sausages to handmade jewelry. Honestly, I'm always amazed at the number of people who make the trek from far and wide to celebrate a bitter tasting beverage that was once used for medicinal purposes. To each his own, right?