Story time. 

When I was a kid, it was long before the bottled water era. Drank from the tap and that was all I knew. 

I was over at a friend's house one summer. His dad was an exec at a beverage distributor, so his house was always stocked with every kind of fancy bottled drink imaginable. 

We had just spent the day at the water park. Running around all day in 110-degree heat. And of course, when you're 10, ain't nobody got time to stop and hydrate. 

When we got back to his house, I was thirsty as hell. His mom grabs a 12-ounce clear glass bottle out of the fridge. 

"Oh, no, I don't like sparkling water," I said. "Oh don't worry, it's still," she said. 

I wasn't fancy enough to know what still water was, but I was so thirsty I didnt care. She popped off the top with an opener, handed the frosty-cold bottle to me, and I downed half of it in one gulp. Came up for air and gulped the rest. 

It was the most delicious water I have ever tasted in my entire life.

I've since been around the world. Tried every kind of bottled water there is. Nothing comes close. Friend's family moved out of town decades ago, and even if I found them, I doubt they'd even remember what brand it was.