I love Orange Juice. I mean, I really love it. I could drink a glass a day for…ummm…lots of days in a row before I got tired of it. Then I’d have to take a day off from it. But then I’d be right back to it. And I’m not talking about any of that crappy pulp filled OJ. I don’t want to drink/eat my OJ. I want to drink it. No pulp. I mean zero. Like, if there was a way to get negative pulp in OJ, I’d get it (I say this bc I’ve encountered so-called pulp free OJ that had some leftover pulp at the bottom of the jug…blech). Waaaaay back in the faraway times of my youth (I was born in 1975) when frozen, concentrated OJ became a thing, I recall my parents would buy it. Let the OJ thaw out, pour in a pitcher, and fill the container with water three times and add to the concentrate. Unfortunately, back then, they didn’t make pulp free OJ. So I was the kid whose mother would come downstairs on a Saturday morning laughing as she watched me straining the pulp out of a pitcher of OJ. It took a while, bc the strainer wasn’t that big. Plus, all it takes is a little bit of that nasty pulpy crap to fill up the strainer. But I didn’t care. I was going to get my OJ and there would be NO pulp.
Unfortunately, the health benefits of Orange Juice-fresh, from concentrate, sitting on the shelf for over a year-may well be exaggerated: