Matt and the Orange Juice

I was in the grocery store last night and saw a boy getting a carton of orange juice from the refrigerated section and bring it to his father. It made me remember the time I was visiting my childhood friend Carol some years ago when her son Matt was much younger. He was getting ready to go to his Grandma Sal's down the road for a sleep over. My image is of him standing there with his pillow and such tucked under his arm with toothbrush in hand and in the other hand he's holding a small wire strainer. I turn to Carol and ask: "What's with the strainer?" She replies, "Well, my mom has the O.J. with the pulp and Matt doesn't like that kind. So when he goes over there he takes the strainer to take it out." Cracked me up. I wish I had taken a picture. Oh, and the carton of juice the boy had taken, "No Pulp"!

So now whenever I see of orange juice I think of Matt and his little strainer.....

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