I know. It’s green. For some the color of green smoothies is intimidating. But this spinach smoothie doesn’t taste green. For me, the greener the better. I love that showered from within feeling and I love a good spinach smoothie. But I see some people cringe when I drink it. It’s the equivalent of putting vanilla pudding in the mayonnaise jar or smearing red dye on Halloween. Don’t be fooled by the color. It’s like dessert, except it’s really good for you. And you don’t feel gross after. I remember reading about the benefits of juicing and smoothies years ago, and I was sold. I can only gnaw on vegetables and fruits so often in a day and I love that liquifying them gets me to eat more. Of course that leaves less room for the naughty foods. Continue reading
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Sweet Potato Smoothie with Orange and Spice
A sweet tooth can be torment. Ever since I was eight years old, I had a nagging urge for sweets. Every day after school I would eat fruit rollups watching Facts of Life and Thundercats with about twenty of those sheer plastic strips left over around me as I was engrossed in cartoons. Then Kit Kat bars and Twix, my favorite then. But by now I think we all know sugar is well, just evil. Surely enough I would crash after my sugar high and crave more of…something. Then that feeling would come. The one that’s hard to define. It’s not quite nausea, not quite feeling too full. It’s almost like being electrocuted with sugar. There’s a thunderbolt to the brain and a feeling of just simple grossness in the stomach after too much sweetness and a burning all over accompanied by sharp pain from tooth sensitivity. I think we have all had it after an extra helping of chocolate cake with that extra sweet icing. As an adult it was just worse and with consequences. Apparently sugar is addictive and causes tooth decay. A road paved with Life Savers to diabetes is what I would be looking forward to, except I realized I didn’t have to eat sweets when I discovered smoothies. Continue reading
Homemade Almond Milk
There is nothing like the taste of fresh, almond milk when it’s still frothy and foamy. I can picture rivers of almond milk flowing in a mythical world. This is my favorite beverage. It tastes refreshing and light, yet milky. I remember in my childhood (1980s Poland) when my parents would bring back fresh milk–and I mean fresh from the cow–not the supermarket, not farm stand, but a real cow. It would be in the classic glass bottle, still warm from the body temperature of the cow. The most distinct quality it had was the frothiness. Over the years I have developed an aversion to cow’s milk, perhaps it has something to do with that musty odour I remember or the warmth from the body temperature, but now I prefer nut milks. Yet the frothiness still brings me back to childhood and nut milks don’t have the ickiness factor. They’re clean, raw, smell divine and are from plant sources. Mmmmm…. Continue reading