The same neighbors who bring me a smoked turkey every year (done-up-right on their back patio deck, infusing the whole neighborhood with a mouth-watering smell!), bring me a case of oranges at Christmas. This picture shows what's left. Every morning when I wake up I squeeze, with reckless abandon, a big honkin' glass of fresh orange juice. It's such a treat at the holidays.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Christmas means fresh-squeezed OJ!
The same neighbors who bring me a smoked turkey every year (done-up-right on their back patio deck, infusing the whole neighborhood with a mouth-watering smell!), bring me a case of oranges at Christmas. This picture shows what's left. Every morning when I wake up I squeeze, with reckless abandon, a big honkin' glass of fresh orange juice. It's such a treat at the holidays.
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2 comments:
how refreshing! now, im craving some nice cold oj!
Let me know if the house on the other side of your neighbors is ever up for sale.
Smiles
DarLy*~
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