Look, if you drink sparkling water like it’s a religion (I’m looking at you, LaCroix fans), Quench is a fantastic option. It’s eco-friendly, saves you from hauling cases of plastic bottles from Costco, and the water genuinely tastes better than any seltzer I’ve ever bought. But if you’re just a casual sipper, your refrigerator’s ice dispenser might be enough to hold you over.
My personal experience? I spent a week at an office that had a Quench machine, and by day three, I was literally dreaming about the carbonation. I missed the hiss. I missed the tiny, jazz-hands celebration of bubbles. My tap water at home started tasting like betrayal. Quench is a luxury, sure, but it’s a luxury that makes you feel like a hydration aristocrat.
So, go ahead. Evaluate the company. Try a demo. Just be warned: you might never look at a bottle of club soda the same way again. And if your dentist asks why you’re grinning so wide while he’s drilling? Blame the bubbles.
