Jones'n for Julius

When I was a teenager in the eighties, there was nothing cooler than hanging out at the mall all day.   Getting dressed for the occasion was a way big deal . . . the hair had to be BIG, the make-up BOLD . . . bitchin’! The clothes . . . well, let’s just say that with my layered scrunchy socks over the cuffs of my Guess jeans . . . okay we couldn’t afford to spend $100 on a pair of jeans but we COULD afford the socks.  Anyhoo . . . the tight shirts with quarter length sleeves and poofy shoulder pads and a bandana wrapped somewhere as an accessory . . . did I mention the hair?  BIG!  A visit to the arcade was totally rad  . . . Pac Man, Centipede and Space Invaders . . . wocka wocka wocka.  Oh . . . I just HAD to go to Spencers; they had the coolest stuff (and the naughty naughties in the back – OH M’GOD Gag me with a spoon!).  

The record store . . . you know those round vinyl thingies that play music . . . I have HUNDREDS of them still.  I’m totally cool, like fer sur!  NOT!

A trip to the mall would not be complete without a stop for an Orange Julius . . . ah, yummers . . . I little taste of orangey, creamy heaven.

Let me take you back . . .

What you need:

·         1 (6 Ounce) Can Orange Juice Concentrate

·         1 Cup Milk  (Do Not Use Skim Milk)

·         1 Cup Water

·         1 Teaspoon Vanilla

·         8 Ice Cubes

Place all ingredients into a blender. Blend until smooth . . . Drink!  Totally awesome, totally.