Aunt Snow set my mouth a-watering with all her posts about paletas. It made me sorry I had given away the popsicle molds we seldom used. Although truthfully, as an adult I felt a little silly eating a popsicle with a mickey mouse stick or rocket shaped pops.
But I could not get the paletas out of my head. So the Amazon fairies sent me normally shaped molds and a pile of wooden popsicle sticks!
Heaven! Finally a use for the strawberries people beg me to buy at the Wednesday farmer's market, and then forget to eat! Oh, they're going to make smoothies, they say. But they forget.
There is no better use for slightly elderly strawberries. Macerate with some sugar, then blend with a dash of lemon juice and some water. For the first batch I followed a recipe which had me cook them briefly. Then I got lazy, as is par for the course with me. I let the berries macerate a little too long (several days) and they were soft and smooshy and didn't need cooking at all.
I made some raspberry ones too, but the family did not devour them like they did the strawberry ones.
I have my eyes on some elderly kiwis in the fruit bowl. And no one's eating the grapefruit either...