From SAVEUR Issue #148I remember my grandma best with a cold glass of gin and tonic in her hand. One sip of that bittersweet fizz (she'd make mine a virgin, with a twist of lime) and I'm transported back to summers on her porch. True, tonic water is just sweetened seltzer spiked with quinine, a compound isolated from the bark of the tropical cinchona tree, native to South America. Yet there's something about it that I've always found supremely satisfying, whether on its own or mixed with liquor. I make sure there's always a bottle in my fridge, in case the mood strikes. Keep reading »