I'm not a hot weather person. I'd be happy if the temperature never climbed higher than 89 degrees. So, when it gets miserably hot in the summer, I love to cool down with popsicles. They're such fun, nostalgic treats. Everyone turns into a kid with a popsicle in hand. Right?
Armed with this idea, I went to the grocery store a few nights ago determined to come home with some popsicles for Sunday dinner dessert. It was hot as Hades outside, and I was in a mood to match the weather. I tore through the frozen aisles, assuming that in this age of additive-aware healthy living, finding an all-fruit, no-sugar added frozen treat would be a cinch. Boy, was I wrong.