Urban Dictionary is a tad harsh, but has the right idea:

Kombucha: A fungus spawned in the pits of hell, and possessing a smell that would make the poopsmith vomit.

After a weekong battle with sausage, spicy Thai boat noodles, and sushi, I sought GI refuge with a bottle of $3.69 GT’s Raw Organic Kombucha. For the price I expected a powerful elixir that would set the body straight within 24 hours. Instead, I found more of a fruity-fizzy-vinegar drink that was more of a placebo than anything.

The beverage {multipleinfusions.com}

Water probably would have made me feel just as fine. Also, I can’t say the Indian folk music played during the brewing process made any difference in the drink’s healing properties. Good luck to Coca-Cola, who plans on entering the Kombucha marketplace next year. Until then, you can find Kombucha at Whole Foods.