As a child, my grandmother would make lemonade in the summer. She had this round bottom pitcher that she used. It was clear so you had an unobstructed view of the lemon slices floating on the surface. She didn’t cheat and use pre-bottled lemon juice, she squeezed real lemons.
That’s just one of the many memories I have of my grandmother and her kitchen. The art of lemonade is something I hope to pass on to my girls. It’s quick, easy, and refreshing. Bonus- they both love it. In the Spring, I make Strawberry Lemonade. I puree some of the berries to give a pale pink color.
What does this have to do with writing….not much. But it does tie into reading, so keep reading 🙂
This morning while rifling thorough my almost empty refrigerator, I came across a partial pint of blueberries. I don’t know about where you live, but here blueberries are expensive. They were on their last leg so I thought I’d try them in lemonade.
I was going to call it- Percy Jackson Lemonade
Percy loves things that are blue and my girls love Percy Jackson. So here it is, I even pulled out the good stemware for you! It’s a beautiful shade of deep red 😦 Tastes great!
What’s your favorite spring drink?