This post–my friends, is what we affectionately call…
a puddle. Read on. You’ll see what I mean.
Since we had all of these luscious, beautiful blueberries–no, I didn’t pick them, they don’t grow well in Utah I’m told– Costco, thank you very much…
I decided to make something equally luscious and beautiful out of them. The plan was for Blueberry Smoothie Popsicles. Aren’t they pretty?
I set up the fruity, popsicley photo shoot and tried to be very creative so that everyone on earth would want to make them. It was wonderful and all was right with the world.
I bit one.
Yeah, pretty much tastes like…
well, dirt. This time, I mean it.
So, out of love and respect for you, dear reader, I won’t be posting this particular recipe until I tweak it and wap it around a bit and make the silly thing behave. THEN and only then will I share it with you. No, no. This is for your own protection.
Hopefully, the next time you see the creepy things they actually will.