I still remember the first time I tasted passion fruit juice. I was traveling with my family—we’d just spent an afternoon in the blazing summer sun, wandering around an outdoor market, sunhats on, a little sweaty, and desperate for something cold (you know that sticky kind of thirst?). My husband spotted a little stand serving icy cups of tropical juice. I grabbed the bright yellow one, took a sip, and oh my heavens… where has this sunny, citrusy magic been all my life?! Pure refreshment, bright and tangy, with a smell that reminded me of sunshine and vacation. Ever …




