Weekend brunch. I wasn’t expecting much, just the usual. Then I spotted it: Strawberry Holy Basil Kombucha. Yes, that combo. The first sip? Like a garden kissed a berry. Slightly sweet. Slightly herbal. A little wild in the best way. The basil didn’t shout, it lingered. Soft and calming, like a secret tucked behind the fizz. This wasn’t your average kombucha. It was something else entirely, like a farmer’s market in a bottle, with a whisper of mystery. I didn’t plan on finding it. But now I can’t stop thinking about it. Would you be curious enough to try it too?
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