Recently, another beloved in my life, my Godmother (just to be totally clear she is infinitely more beloved than the popsicle maker), sent me some tools for making my Zoku pops even more awesome.
Awesome on a stick.
And on that popsicular (it’s definitely a word) note I bid summer a fond farewell. Bring on the slow-cooked braises. They might not be as friendly as my smiling gal pal up there but they are just as welcome.
PS: She’s made with nothing more than orange juice and bits of apple. Healthy and friendly. What a doll.