Does it get much better than this? On a chilly day, a warm day, whatever kind of day, a fresh fruit smoothie can change everything. This is probably the whitest thing I’ve written on this blog so far, but damn do I just love smoothies.
Yesterday, I picked up Alex from the train station and we drove to Robek’s Fruit Smoothies in Stamford. It’s on Summer Street, which is about 8 minutes from our apartment. Despite frigid outdoor winds and a long day of work, we brought ourselves to the place and ordered our hearts out, like all people should when they’re at a place that brings them so much joy on a biweekly basis. Though experienced only once every few weeks, the smoothie trip is something I deeply love about living in Stamford. When we took my sister there last time she visited, I remember introducing it with so much hype, and it fulfilled those expectations.
I also have memories of staying at Alex’s apartment in Hamden and waiting for smoothies to show up. Sometimes we would go to Stop & Shop late at night, well past acceptable hours, and just relax in the aisles looking for ingredients to make smoothies with. Frozen raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, you name it. Whether at morning or at night, I loved these things. It’s almost a shame we don’t do them any more, though maybe this will be a hint for the future!
I have memories of sitting poolside at Beaches resort in Turks & Caicos, when I was much younger, and ordering Strawberry Daiquiris (non-alcoholic, of course) over and over again to sate my insatiable appetite for fruity drinks. What’s not to love about endless strawberry sugary drinks? Unlike my father, who loves fruity drinks a bit more than I do, I’m not so much interested in fruit/alcoholic mixtures (or alcohol in general). I think it’s an interesting trait between us, considering my take on it is usually a little healthier.