I grew up chewing pretty much anything I could taste and wintergreen while canoeing in the Boundary Waters and Quetico Canada was an eye opener! 'Knife Lake Betty' had a cabin on (you guessed it! Knife Lake!) She lived there year round and made sassafras root beer to share with campers and canoers. It was an interesting taste at first ( just like my first taste of horehound) but once she showed me what to look for, I could hardly keep my hands off the stuff. I also had a great grandma who made quilts and sassafras tea when you were sick. Great for sore throats and not nasty tasting like slippery elm. I don't drink it every day, but I buy the bark and roots whenever I can find them. Some of the local craft and farmers markets in the midwest might carry it, sometimes it can even be found at Sprouts!