It's funny the things you miss when you are living far away from home. Of course you miss family and friends. You miss weddings and birthdays and even funerals. You miss the sights and sounds of your hometown. I never knew how much I would miss mountains until I lived in a flat place.
But inevitably, when talking about home and what you miss, the conversation always comes around to food. People miss their favorite Mexican place, or the way dad grills burgers, or mom's pie on Thanksgiving. I miss seafood. Good, fresh seafood. Perfectly fried clams from Seattle's iconic Ivar's restaurant. But that's for another post.
Root beer is another thing that people just really miss. And by people, I mean Americans that like root beer in the first place. Root beer is pretty much an exclusively North American thing and you just can't find it easily anywhere else in the world.