Pineapple and Grapefruit Lemonade. Truly one of the easiest things ever. I got up yesterday morning and within an hour was in the car headed to KC. I made this within that hour. Granted, I did save packing for the five minutes before we left and I may or may not have forgotten allergy meds and lunch, but hey, I made y’all lemonade. Priorities like a boss.
The simple syrup is a refreshing balance of sweet, sour, and tart, and tastes uhhhhmazing iced. I want to make this with sparkling water next time. I mean, move over soda, this is the new real deal.
I’m going deep in just a sec. So if this is pre coffee or you’re just here for the recipe, SCROLL. You’ve been warned.
There is something so intimidating about a blank piece of paper. Whether it be a Word document, a blog post, or a notebook, making that first letter of that first word of that first sentence is ridiculously hard. There is so many wonderful things about rough drafts but at the same time … I have a hard time with them. Don’t get me wrong, I love that I can edit rough drafts. I get a second or third or fourteenth chance at making it right.
But it is hard to see those errors and to admit that I can’t say things the way I want to the first time. And sometimes, I never get it the way I want it. I wonder if I wouldn’t even start some things knowing that the project or paper or letter would never become what I want it to. This perfectionist thing is a gift but gosh, it’s a pain sometimes.
God is the ultimate perfectionist. And not because He’s perfect (even though He is) but because He balances love and mercy with His perfection. I definitely qualify as a rough draft. We’re getting close to the eighteenth chance at making things right. But He doesn’t ever quit or let those astericks and scratched out words stop Him from loving me because He knows what the final product can look like. I love that He already knows my story, heck, He’s the author, and still fiercely desires my heart. Easter always catches me off guard, especially the crucifiction. I think I wrote this last year but Natalie Grant’s song Alive becomes so raw when I match visuals of Christ’s death with the words. It is one thing for me to sing that He would choose to wear a crown that bleeds and scars just to win my heart, it’s another to see Him being whipped at and hammered by soldiers before hanging on that cross – for me.
That has nothing to do with lemonade other than that it’s the Saturday before Sunday. So sorry to y’all who are here for lemonade, this is why scrolling was invented.
Enjoy the warmer weather, amazing lemonade (yeah I deliver 😉 ) and the celebration of an awesome God.
- ¾ cup pineapple juice
- ¾ cup grapefruit juice
- ½ cup fresh squeezed lemon juice
- 1-3/4 cups sugar
- 2 gallons chilled water
- Ice, if desired
- In a medium pot, combine juices and sugar and heat until sugar is dissolved and juices thicken slightly, about 5 minutes.
- Chill syrup until ready to serve.
- Combine syrup and water and stir well.
- Serve with ice if desired. Enjoy!