What do you get when you add:

 

I will tell you what you get.  a BIG mess and a GREAT story!

For the past week all I have been hearing from Todd is “I want a smoothie”.   I told him I would make him one of my famously delicious Strange Coladas, but he said that that would just not do.  He wanted, no needed, to partake of that sweet yogurt infused goodness.  And so on Wednesday when Kinsey had a a particularly bad day and was in need of some extra love, Todd jumped at the chance to treat her to Starbucks and thus quench his smoothie thirst.  The menu boasted a few smoothie options but the one that caught his eye was the decadent sounding Chocolate Banana smoothie.  Unfortunately it did not taste as good as it sounded.  In fact I am told (as I was not in attendance at this father/daughter soiree) that it was the worst smoothie EVER and that there was no way that Starbucks could have tested this concoction on humans before putting it to market because no one would ever sell something that tasted that disgusting! 

And so with an ilquenched craving Todd came home and lamented his failed smoothie venture and vowed that the next time he would make his own!  When Friday rolled around and I went to the grocery store they happened to have strawberries on sale.  I picked up two cartons, not even remembering Todd’s current smoothie lust, and headed home.  When he saw the berries in the refrigerator that evening he was practically giddy!  He demanded I go to the store and buy him plain yogurt so that he could make smoothies!  I said, “I just got home from the store, I am not going back again.”   There would be no smoothies tonight.

The next morning was our last Saturday free before the hectic cross country season begins and Todd decided that we should have a morning out.  So we got up early and did a little front yard mulching work and then headed out to Bardstown Road (you have to love Bardstown Rd) to visit the farmers market and then go downtown to have breakfast at a little cafe that I adore.  At the farmers market someone one selling cartons of raspberries.  They were very pretty and Todd immediately thought of his smoothies.  I picked him up a carton and we headed on our way after I promised to stop by the store on the way home for that container of plain yogurt.  We did so and landed at home right at noon.

I sat at the counter while Todd commenced his smoothie making.  He went for the blender, which I informed him had the unfortunate habit of leaking out of the bottom of the pitcher, but he would not be deterred.  Smoothies were in sight! 

Here is how it went down:

Todd – *dumps entire carton of raspberries into blender*

Nicole – Uh, honey do you think you should use ALL of the raspberries?

Todd – *ignores wise wife* and reaches for the Yogurt empting the entire 32 OZ container into the blender.

Nicole – Todd, don’t you think that might be a little too much yogurt.  Maybe you should use half or something.

Todd – No, we should use all of it!  *then reaches for the milk and begins to pour*

Its at this point I can see a small white trickle coming out of the bottom of the pitcher and running down the back of the blender base.  I held my tongue and watched the mad scientist at work.  He placed the top on and flipped the switch.  And I have to admit the result was beautiful.  Despite the pooling pink puddle forming under the machine the color and texture of the concoction was alluring.  He excitedly popped off the lid and pour a cup dripping smoothie across the counter and I chastened him to do it over the sink.  He lifted the cup and took a drink. 

It was AWFUL!  The solution to fix the flavor?

Todd – It need sugar

Over the next 10 minutes the following was added to his smoothie recipe.

1 & 3/4 cup of sugar and nearly one quart of milk.

The result was two pitchers of smoothie mixture and none of it was edible!  It was terrible.  After this exhaustive smoothie venture Todd has learned the following:

1. You should probably use a recipe or at least look one up before attempting to make a smoothie.

2. Yogurt is a really strong flavor to combat.

and finally,

3. This entire thing was apparently MY fault because I should have known better then to ever let him make smoothies.