When I grew up, I knew my Mother had a reputation. All of our cousins would sing her praises; she was famous for her pink lemonade.
My Mother is an amazing woman who has a tonne of talent and all sorts of things that she should be known for; I’m afraid her pink lemonade probably wasn’t one of those things. We thought she had a magic touch even though we all knew it was coming from a frozen tube. I’m still not sure why we adored it so dearly though I look back and I never remember her self-promoting her talents as a tangy-tonic maker!
We’re happy to share a homemade version which has far less sugar with you today: