Friday night I went to bed with JELL-O shots on the brain and woke up with a vision. Usually my Saturday morning visions are focused on one thing and one thing only: bacon. But this time? This time was different. I couldn't shake this feeling that I needed to use the insides of my JELL-O shot vessels (oranges) for the greater good.
So I made fresh squeezed orange juice diamond cubes for mimosa purposes. Because I'm a philanthropist.
I remembered seeing the seemingly-frivolous-at-the-time diamond ice trays at a boutique where $14-packs of birthday candles and color-blocked disposable forks are sold, and I announced with my fresh-from-sleep man voice that I must have them. I'd been thinking about it for an hour at least and I didn't care if they cost more than 80 lbs of bagged ice from Safeway, I needed diamond cubes stat. Luckily both of the beings listening (the sausage dog and the one who posted this) knew not to argue and I got to scooping out orange halves before getting my paws on this silicone beauty.
I juiced the orange guts (in the juicer that's been used maybe thrice in the past two years) and froze my cubes.
Who's buying fancy ice trays this weekend?