I love lemonade. I have a strangely high number of good memories involving lemonade. Example #1: My family was visiting me in college. We went to a bizarre little sandwich shop that I don’t think I had ever been to before. No one liked the food, and the strawberry or raspberry lemonade they served had enormous berry chunks in it. I know that doesn’t sound good, but it still gets joked about 10 years later! #2: During my first pregnancy, I craved spaghetti with meat sauce. During my second, it was Country Time Lemonade. I had a pitcher of it in the fridge at all times. It just sounded so refreshing, even though it was winter. #3: Last summer, I discovered the made-from-scratch berry lemonades at the funnel cake stand at the Scandinavian Festival. I drank one every day. I look forward with much anticipation to this summer. Anyway, I was pretty excited to make Melissa Murphy’s Strawberry Lemonade, since I’m such a lemonade fiend. I didn’t end up loving it, however. It had a lot of strawberry flavor, but not a lot of lemon flavor. It was too much sweet and not enough tart. But the color was gorgeous!