We all have things that jump up and grab us by the taste buds. Mine is Popsicles. My husband came home for my birthday and brought me three boxes of them! Grape, lime, cherry, orange... it doesn't matter to me. I love 'em all. Even when I was a little kid and all my friends wanted ice creams, I was the one with a Popsicle.
I used real fruit juice to make them for my kids when they were young. Once in awhile they were stuck with Kool Aid Popsicles, but usually it was either apple juice, orange juice (or grape), sometimes lemonade, sometimes the juice from canned fruits that wound up on the table, surrounded by jello. But always, the very essence of summer flavor was Popsicles. Oddly enough, for me, it still is!
Now atch some dippy Democrat find something wrong with them!
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