I grew up a military brat with a migratory set of summers. My childhood consisted of living in England, Germany, Texas and finally spending my high school in Arizona and Oregon, where I live now. These years were punctuated with summer vacations spent visiting relatives and grandparents in Santa Clara, California, where both of my parents grew up.
Each visit we made showed a vastly changing landscape as Santa Clara stretched and grew into what it is today. Long gone are the orchards that used to define this fertile valley my parents knew. Gone is the pumpkin patch I played in across from my Granny and Papa’s grand house.
Fortunately, several of our epicurean favorites never disappeared… glazed donuts from Wilson’s hyper-bakery, bitter-sweet hard caramel lollypops from See’s Candy, Baskin Robbins ice cream sundaes served in a plastic baseball cap and slushy Orange Julius’s from my first shopping mall. You can see my memory has a sweet tooth.
Orange Julius became synonymous in my mind with how America tasted. Vanilla-sweet and a hyperbole of flavors, an Orange Julius does the unthinkable… it makes orange juice taste, even better!
Orange Julius, aka California Sunshine
Combine in a blender:
- 6 ounces of orange juice concentrate
- 1 slight pinch of salt
- 3 Tbs of sugar
- 1 cup of milk
- 1 cup of water
- 1 1/2 tsp of vanilla
- 2 Tbs of coconut milk powder, sifted in
- 2 tsp of powdered egg whites, sifted in
When nice and mixed, add 10-12 ice cubes and blend till the ice is broken up into small chunks.
Serves two generously.