Freshly squeezed tarocco (related to blood oranges) juice! Good stuff!
The first year I was stationed here before, DS was only 8 that year. He strolled into the kitchen while I was squeezing orange juice and asked what I was doing. I told him I was making orange juice.
Instant response ... "No you're not!. I know what orange juice looks like!!"
Took some convincing ... but he finally tried the juice .... and liked it.
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