summer juice

saturday soundtrack: the welcome wagon, welcome to the welcome wagon

i know it’s not strictly summer yet. according to my internal calendar, however, june 1st equals summer, just like december 1st equals winter (and october 1st equals autumn. spring, fickle, enchanting season that it is, surprises me every year, regardless of how ardently i’ve been watching for it). warm weather automatically means summer. peaches mean summer. watermelon means summer.

and we had watermelon last night for dessert. which means we had watermelon in the refrigerator this morning, since three people who have already had dinner can’t eat an entire watermelon in one evening (we didn’t, anyway).

on a bike ride this morning, as i enjoyed coasting down the hills and then huffing and puffing up the other side, i thought up this juice. there’s a snow cone truck in downtown kansas city i’ve always been meaning to visit … and never have. the snow cone lady opened up a soda shop this year called little freshie … and i still haven’t gone. i love reading her menu, though, because the flavors sound so …¬†different, yet delicious. her watermelon basil snowcone inspired this juice, although i decided to use mint instead of basil, since it was sort of a breakfasty thing.

okay, it was 11 o’clock; we’ll call it brunch.

summer juice

  • several decent-sized chunks of fresh “seedless” watermelon, cut smaller
  • half a snacking cucumber, or several slices of regular cucumber
  • four or five strawberries, topped and cut in half
  • a handful of raspberries or so
  • four to five fresh mint leaves (but add more if you extra especially like mint)
  • ice

make sure everything is cut up into small enough chunks that your blender won’t throw a fit. put the fruit, cucumber and mint in the blender and pulse until it’s all blended up. put the ice in and blend it up some more. it’s okay if the ice isn’t crushed all the way.

put a straw in it and sip away.

this is lovely and refreshing after strenuousness, but it would also be good for sipping outside in the evening when your backyard smells like fireflies.