Tuesday, April 16, 2013

2.23 - Life and everything around it

So, it's been a few days. I have had trouble sticking to pure juice days of late. I was doing okay until this past weekend when I hung out with some friends and made burgers and chicken on the grill.  I had half a burger and there went Sunday (I was home all day and was too lazy to juice more than breakfast!).

So what has these 60 days become for me? It certainly is not the strict fast I did last time, far from the days of juice and water. I am still juicing 2x a day and having a meal. I guess that is better than doing nothing. I am angry with myself for not sticking to it 100%, but have learned to forgive myself because anger is a worthless emotion, especially self-anger.

On the brighter, juicier side, I give you Spinach Red Swiss Chard Apple Romaine:

Ick, I know. The blood-red layer is cool, but the green looks all swampy.  It tastes heavily vegetable.

When you shake it, it blends again into a dark green muck. It is not a bad flavor, but it is something very green. You can almost taste the nutrients and all those great vitamins.

I forgot to take a pic of the breakfast juice that day: Carrot Ginger Pineapple + Nutmeg and Cinnamon. I tried to take the flavors of a carrot cake and make a juice. It was good (in my opinion) though my sister hated the nutmeg and cinnamon.  I think it added interest and spice to something sweet. I want to experiment more with taking my spice cabinet to the juicer.


I also made another bloody-looking juice for dinner yesterday that had my class looking at me strangely: Beet Spinach Carrot Apple

It was thick and brown-red, and to tell the truth, I felt like a vampire drinking it as it was so deeply red-brown. I was afraid I'd smile and have it all over my teeth! I guess it didn't help that I was listening to a contemporary para-romance in the car on the way to class. Molly Harper's Nice Girls Don't Have Fangs (Jane Jameson, Book 1) series, I'm on Nice Girls Don't Live Forever (Jane Jameson, Book 3), keeps me entertained when I am juicing because the heroine, a funny new vampire, does not eat solid food and laments the smell of food and taste of it too.  It is funny if you like that sort of fiction and I have listened to them all on audiobook maybe 3 times now, and it is still funny. I have a huge fan-girl crush on Ms Harper's wit and like to imagine we'd hit it off in real life.


I digress... I leave you with this graphic about spices for your body: