Bryan and I ran some kidless errands and finally stopped at Jamba Juice. When we were in Monterey, we used to walk down the hill to Jamba Juice and grab smoothies. He'd usually drink his and most of mine because I really don't care for smoothies. But it's always been a happy memory, we've just never lived by one since then! (Actually a couple of years ago they put one inside of a Meijer in Michigan. Not my normal Meijer, but I did bring him back a smoothie once. Unfortunately, they had a very limited menu and it was pretty much juice by the time I got home. This was a better experience.) |
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