Dear Buckley’s:
I have recurring nightmares in which someone gives me a taste of my own medicine. My father developed it back in 1919 when people expected medicine to taste like, well, like medicine.
Frank Buckley, Toronto, Ontario
One of Christina’s co-workers turned her on to this stuff, and because I have a head cold I get to drink it. The fact that they are running a contest for the best Buckley’s face says it all.
But to give Christina credit, it does work. Next time you are at the drug store pick some up if you can find it.