Reminds me more of that wonderfully sweet strawberry sauce your rich friends always used to have in there cupboard for putting on ice-cream, and all you can think about is putting it on f**king everything, including drinks and roast dinners.
And now you are older you see it at the supermarket and you just have to get it because it's so freaking awesome, and then you realise there are more than just strawberry flavours (like chocolate or vanilla, even though strawberry is still the best) and a whole new world of possibilities opens up, like making vanilla ice-cream, chocolate sauce and milk... SHAKE! And then life starts to look awesome again.
...But on the other hand, it could just remind me of blood. Eww...