As I write this post, I am sucking on a plastic stick. It's all that remains of the apple juice popsicle that I made when I started to think about writing this post. Apple juice pops were one of my favorite childhood summer treats. Sometimes years go by when I forget about them, but then on days like today, I dig out my old popsicle molds, buy some apple juice and get to freezing.
When I eat my apple juice pops, I always suck all the juice out of them first. Then, I'm left with just a pop of ice only - that is sad. I eat the ice and then, like now, all that remains is the stick.
I've considered trying a more adult version of this treat, pineapple-chile piletas (featured on Coconut and Lime), but plain, old apple does the taste and nostalgic trick for me.


There's an "America's Favorite Neighbor" joke in here somewhere but I can't think of one at the moment.









