This is a list of flavors that Lula's posted the other day:
Let that settle into your consciousness for a minute.
Now consider that this is what I drank for breakfast.
Do you notice any incongruity?
Yesterday morning I had the best of intentions with my green juice. I purposefully omitted the cucumber because I thought that might be what was upsetting my stomach. I prepared celery, green apple, and, per CSD's recommendation, "sweet" broccoli stems- hoping for the best.
At some point during the morning's juicing episode I thought the juicer was broken. I became a bit frantic because that would have meant I had dirtied the machine and not even gotten any juice out of it. Worse yet, I'd just gotten it for goodness sake; broken already? It took me a moment to realize... that I wasn't disappointed.
When I figured out what was wrong and confirmed that it was, in fact, intact and in perfect working order, I began to wish that it wasn't.
During the juicing process, I somehow managed to splatter on my shirt again, much as I'd done previously with my smoothie. I didn't notice the green juice on my pants, however, until about 1pm.
|last minute to-go breakfast|
Dinner brought leftover lentil walnut pate that I'd been thinking about ever since I first made it. This time, served with carrots in lettuce boats.
I also had a small scoop of these grains with a little Bragg's. Random, but I was tired, hungry, and in cleaning out the fridge mode.
And now, I will amuse myself with all kinds of possible fates that could accidentally befall my juicer.