Remember the Kool-Aid man? Ok. I know I’m dating myself, but when I was little and I’d see him on a TV commercial crashing through the walls of a roller rink or busting through a tall fence at the park, I’d feel the urge to hop up and make a pitcher of that liquid deliciousness. That is if I wasn’t already drinking a tall, cool glass of it. The Kool-Aid Man was true marketing genius. ”Oh Yeaahh”.
As kids, the summer meant playing and working outside in the brutal heat. Despite the dry heat that made the triple digits somewhat bearable, nothing quenched a big thirst after delivering all of those afternoon newspapers on my bicycle than Kool-Aid. The thought of cold, sweet, fruity Kool-Aid waiting in the fridge helped me through the roughest and longest parts of the paper route. Since, Kool-Aid was easy to make, easy to share with the masses, and economical, it was a hit with our big family.
In the new millennium, I feel guilty even making a pitcher of sugary Kool-Aid for my BSFs. I mean, it has no nutritional value. It is just plain tasty. One serving has 25 grams of sugar. That IS less sugar than a serving of M&Ms, but not much less. Still, as with everything, moderation is key. I mean, it isn’t as if they are drinking all 2 quarts of the beverage in a day. Well, I’m sure at least one brother of mine might have drank all 2 quarts of it in one sitting…once…or twice. Somehow, he survived, none the worse. I’m pretty sure he hasn’t done that recently. I’ll have to call him up and ask, though, just to be sure.
Then, I began to remember the days when we made popsicles out of Kool-Aid. Now, that sounded like fun!
Making popsicles out of Kool-Aid is an easy way to keep the serving size smaller (often 1/3 of a regular serving). Plus, how much of the popsicle ends up in a mouth? In my experience, most of it melts down my hands or breaks off onto the ground before I even finish it.
So, after I had finally rationalized that Kool-Aid popsicles wouldn’t turn my BSFs into stark, raving lunatics, I picked up a packet at the grocery store. Serendipitously, I found a popsicle mold that would fit in my super-crammed freezer. Woohoo!
The popsicles are freezing in the icebox right now. I can’t wait to sit outside with the BSFs and let the popsicles drip all over our hands on this warm, first day of summer.