There is nothing I like better than a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice with lots of pulp. So I rejoiced when I saw freshly squeezed orange juice listed on the menu of my favorite cafe.
"I'll have the freshly squeezed orange juice," I told the counterperson.
She handed me a prepackaged, plastic container of orange liquid.
"Could you please freshly squeeze the oranges for me?" I said.
She said, "This is all we have."
I said, "I thought freshly squeezed meant that the juice was freshly squeezed on the premises."
She said, "We do not squeeze it here."
I said, "Where is it squeezed?"
She mentioned some far off location and said, "We buy it already made."
Already made freshly squeezed orange juice that was driven miles and miles to its destination was a concept I was having trouble comprehending. It reminded me of the time I ordered freshly squeezed orange juice from a restaurant, and later learned it came from a carton of Tropicana.
The counterperson said, "You'd be better off getting something else."
I eyed the possibilities. The smoothie was out because it contained dairy. The tea was caffeinated, and I didn't drink Coke. Then I spied a tall bottle with a neat label and orange lettering. "What is Aqua Panna?"
She said, "That is still water."
As opposed to what? I wondered. Water that has changed its identity? Water that's on its way somewhere?
I drank some. I realized how still it was.
Not that it was stagnant.
Just that it lacked a bubbly personality. It was not a sparkling water.
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Center For Young Women's Development
Alameda County Library Foundation