James and I finished a pretty tough treadmill workout this morning, courtesy of Rory, and I was craving a Jamba Juice. So I dropped James off and went to get us Jambas. In Tampa there are only a few, so it's a bit of a hike to get there. As I drove up past the light to pull into the drive I couldn't see it. I looked and looked again and finally drove up right in front of the abandoned and boarded up shop where Jamba Juice used to be.
I can't believe that Jamba Juice isn't a huge hit in HOT HOT HOT Tampa FL. I mean of all things that wouldn't work here, I would never put Jamba on the list.
Feeling defeated, I headed to the store to pick up the ingredients for James's favorite Jamba, the Orange Dream Machine. I tried to duplicate it as best I could but let's be honest, you really can't match Jamba. Guess I'm going to give it a shot!
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