Come brave soul!
Drink the essence of the Crimson Rider
Who the Thunderous Storm on their bare backs
Below grind stamping hooves and champing bits
No saddle nor spur to guide her
But with a smile, she’s armored in but her
Bravery and Wild West spirit
Drink up, my hearties,
The juices of the sunshine fruit
Dyed blood red with the essence
Of Fannie Jamieson’s Valkyrie soul
Her sweat, her indefatigable fire
Mingled inseparable from the acid drink
But also sweetness to the taste
According to Josh Chetwynd, author of the book, “How the Hot Dog Found Its Bun,” there are two main claims to the title of pink-lemonade inventor — and neither of them sound very thirst-quenching. The first attributes this beverage to a salesman, by the name of Pete Conklin, who sold concessions at the circus. When working a shift in 1857, he ran out of water to make his lemonade (with no access to a nearby well or spring).
Rather than lose out on business, “Pete sprinted into the dressing tent and came across Fannie Jamieson, one of the show’s bareback riders. She had just cleaned her pink tights in a vat of water, leaving the liquid looking a deep pink hue.” He used the water without a second thought, and sold it as “fine strawberry lemonade.” It’s reported that he “did double the business of ordinary refreshment and, allegedly, ushered in a new style of the drink.”
The other theory was that someone accidentally dropped cinnamon in their lemonade… which is boring.