The blush betrays that is not ordinary lemonade; the faintest of pink tones, like the start of sunset, tinge the liquid and create curiosity. The scent is of lemons, lying in the sun, in a rose garden in full bloom. Tiny bubbles burst one by one as they rise to the surface, minute popping below the level of most ears. The first sip brings surprise; an enigma of taste that is instantly pleasing and refreshing. Cool and cloudy, the drink is softly acid, and transforms from something mundane into something strangely exotic by the simple addition of roses.