OK, for all you Jamaicans looking bewildered, flipping your neck backwards and asking yourself: ‘smoothie?” Yes I said it, soursop SMOOTHIE, not soursop JUICE. First of all, if you wanna get technical: I didn’t juice the soursop, I blended it. If you wanna call it juice, hey, I ain’t at ya and I still love ya…. but it was so super thick…. and creamy and d’luscious, I just couldn’t call it juice. Oh my Lord, I wish you could have tasted it.

My friend Maureen has a soursop tree. I was so happy when she called and told me that she had saved me one of her soursop. What would I do without her? It was organic and not forced ripened like the ones in the supermarket. When I tasted it, I just didn’t know what to do with myself. I used my high powered blender and went to town on that baby. I blended the seeds and all. There was no gritty texture. It was just super smooth.

Now, I’ve heard some claims that the seeds of the soursop are toxic. So please go ahead and remove your seeds before you blend yours.  I personally didn’t have a reaction to it. I drank an entire 64oz bottle of this bad boy and had no reaction…but then again…..that’s just me. So by all means, remove the seeds from your soursop, because I don’t want anyone saying Angeluscious told them to eat the seed.

Did I mention how d’luscious this smoothie was? You know my adventurous ass had to tweak it. Leave it up to me to elevate something traditional.  I had mangoes and d’anjou pears staring at me on the kitchen counter, so I grabbed one of each and blended it in with the soursop. PURE BLISS!!!!!

I need another soursop ASAP, but I’m gonna have to wait for Maureen to call me again.  And you know there are claims that soursop has anti-cancerous properties. I’m drinking it like it’s going out of style. Bring it!  Ooops, I forgot to mention….make sure your grate a little nutmeg into your smoothie to add that special spice of life….to your life.