Once upon a time, there was a girl named Dorothy who lived in Kansas with her little dog, Toto. One day, she went to a self-serve ice cream parlor. She got a caramel sundae, topped with chocolate chips and caramel sauce. Toto, who was into adding the healthy stuff, threw a pawful of almonds and pecans on top.
“Eww, what are you doing, Toto?” Dorothy cried. “Get your own ice cream if you’re gonna want nuts on it.” She sighed as her dog ignored her and spooned some banana onto the ice cream. “You ruined the whole thing! Now you’re buying.” Suddenly, a tornado appeared outside the window of the little shop. All the customers ran into the cellar – except Dorothy. She was too mad at Toto to notice the impending storm. She didn’t stop ridiculing him until the entire ice cream parlor was lifted up into the air. Everything was spinning. All the toppings started flying out of their containers and orbiting around the room, and Dorothy put her hand over her ice cream to shield it from the horrid pineapple and kiwi slices that seemed to be aiming for her precious ice cream sundae. A couple peanut butter cups came her way, and she said, “yum,” and held out her sundae to let them fall in.
Finally, the building was plopped down in a colorful world like nothing Dorothy had ever seen. When she stepped outside, a burst of sunshine warmed her face, and she saw giant flowers and a spiraling road made of yellow bricks. Toto began barking as some strangers came up to greet them. Dorothy said, “hush,” and regarded the offending people – they were three midgets of only three feet tall, dressed in sparkly suits. “We are the munchkins of the land of Oz,” they announced in unison, and presented Dorothy with an enormous lollypop. “No thanks,” she said. “I was just about to eat this sundae.” She looked down at her bowl and was dismayed to find the ice cream had turned to liquid as a result of being sloshed around so much during the twister. Furthermore, the peanut butter cups had been crushed into pieces. “Oh, no! Look what’s happened to my sundae!” she moaned. Toto took a lick and began wagging his tail. He allowed the munchkins to take a sip each, one by one. “It’s a smoothie!” they declared. They all loved it, and soon everyone in the land of Oz formed a line running down the yellow brick road, each peculiar creature wanted to try the smoothie. When the Wicked Witch of the West caught wind of this smoothie that was putting a smile on everyone’s face, she decided to steal it, and take it all for herself. She swooped down on munchkin town and grabbed the smoothie. Since it was so good, taking one sip converted her from wicked to good. Everyone in Oz rejoiced, and told Dorothy that from that day forward, every time there was a chance of a twister she should go to the ice cream shop and make a sundae, so the smoothie could be recreated. But that would be too much trouble, so Dorothy just wrote a recipe for the smoothie and gave it to the people of Oz, so they could make the smoothie whenever they wanted. Here is a rare transcript of the original recipe from so long ago…
Caramel Banana Peanut Butter Cup Smoothie
- 1 banana
- 1/2 cup milk
- 1 jello pudding caramel sundae flavored pudding cup (it has toppings included, pour those in at the beginning of the blending)
- 1 tbsp chocolate fudge topping
- 1 package Justin’s milk chocolate peanut butter cups (found in Whole Foods somewhere near the nutrition bars)
- 4-6 ice cubes
Put all ingredients except for the peanut butter cups into blender. Blend until smooth. Stop blending and break both of the peanut butter cups into 4 or so pieces each. Add them into blender, pushing them down with a knife to get them closer to the blades. Blend for like 2 or 3 seconds, then pour in a glass. (I’ve tried making smoothies with organic candy twice now, and I still haven’t mastered the technique. It’s hard to get it to blend larger chunks of candy into good-sized pieces. But I’ll keep trying until I get a perfect candy smoothie!)
P.S.: Did you like watching the movie the Wizard of Oz as a kid? I loved it, mostly for the songs. However, it’s always disturbed me a little how the whole story seems to promote murdering people just because some floating head told you to.
P.P.S.: What’s your favorite candy? I’ve never really been that into candy, but when I’d trick-or-treat for Halloween as a kid I think my favorites were Reece’s Pieces Peanut Butter Cups. I’m so glad there’s now an organic version of those!