Here you have it - a low carb, frou-fruit adult beverage that doesn't call for any mint because of the travesty that is my mint-lacking balcony garden. On a semi-related note, I love calling beverages adult because, according to science, that's what I should be identifying as.
When I was little, my Grammy would send us large mason jars of homemade applesauce around what I think were the holidays? You know, the homemade gifts made with love in typical Grandmotherly form. One of the best kind of gifts because well, it's edible. As a kid, I would eat this applesauce by the [...]