I was at Super Tar-jay yesterday and was lured in by the Coca-Cola Blak display. Ignoring my irritation at both the intentional mis-spelling of “black” and the insane price — $3.99 for FOUR BOTTLES — I purchased a little carton of the “carbonated fusion beverage.”

Eh, it’s okay.

I usually drink diet pop, as I have enough crap in my diet without chugging down a few extra hundred calories in beverages daily. I drink two or three regular Cokes a year, usually when I have a bitch of a headache that I can’t shake; the caffeine and sugar does the trick (or gives me such a buzz, I don’t notice the pain). So if you’re a die-hard Coke fan, you probably won’t like this. But it has enough of that “Coke” taste plus a caramel-y taste that’s kind of yummy. And it only has 45 calories.

But if I want that coffee taste, I’ll take my refill mug over to the Speedway gas station and get a fat-free vanilla cappuccino for 59 cents.