I cried while making this week's popsicle (tears are a fairly common occurrence in my life, thus no significant reason for concern) because the popsicle was going to be used to celebrate Lou's 21st birthday. All I could think about as I went through the ~painstaking process~ of freezing only orange juice) was how we have known each other for a decade and we have lived so much life together and time passes so fast and soon we will be living in Germany - you know, things that you cry about on a Wednesday. The popsicle itself, as I said, is only frozen orange juice. We placed the popsicles in their glasses, waited a moment to let them start to melt, and then threw in some aperol and prosecco. Finn the puppy and I enjoyed our popsicles with the lavish pairing of la croix. Of course, the concept of a popsicle in alcohol spans much further than one round of aperol spritzes on a beautiful wrap around porch. Earlier in the summer, I made a pure raspberry popsicle which we enjoyed with champagne and raspberries. All you really need for a good boozy popsicle is a pure fruit pop, a reason to celebrate, and people you love!
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