As Ginger began to greet old friends she’d invited, Marina went to check on Kai. “How’s it going?”
Kai beamed. “What a fabulous crowd. They love the Italian sodas you ordered, but I’ll tell you what’s been really popular.” She had a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
“What else did we have?”
“Exactly,” Kai said, holding up a finger. “Remember the fruit and yogurt I’d bought? Well, I thought, what if I whipped it up and made smoothies—because what’s a beach cafe without smoothies? And then I ran out of yogurt, so I switched to ice cream.”
Beside Kai sat a blender and small paper cups of smoothies. Marina couldn’t help but laugh as she remembered the smoothie stand that Kai had set up in front of the cottage for a couple of summers to earn extra money.
“Seems all my old favorite recipes ar
