I also may have over bought on my supplies. This - of course - is usually just fine with the hotel staff who cleans up after me. However, unlike my usually Pop-Tarts, Triscuits, Soda, etc, I imagine they will be highly disappointed to find left over fennel bulbs, celery, swiss chard, and cucumbers. (Maybe I'll leave a paper in the fridge inviting them to watch Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead. (It's the gospel of juicing and I will not be ashamed to be numbered among the believers.)
1 Fennel bulb
It was pretty tasty but it will take some serious getting used to. Fennel tastes like anise which tastes a lot like black licorice. Pair that with pear and it is sweet and pungent. Not in a bad way, just in a new way. I then turned back to the juice I was in the process of making which was:
1 1/16 Pineapple
1 1/5 Watermelon
I downed that and promptly threw up. At least I think it was throw up. Let me explain my confusion. Typically when one vomits, that which comes out contains but does not resemble that which went in. In the case of a juicer, it was relatively surreal because it was like my body had just thrown itself in to reverse. What I had just put in - exactly as it originated - exited my body.
(You - No Duh. You liquefied like 14 things, poured them down your gullet and were then somehow confused when it made a reappearance. We've been waiting for 12 days for you to throw up or go crazy and it appears to have happened all at once.)
Lesson learned - don't try all the recipes at the same time. It might end you. With all the excitement I forgot to snap a photo.
It was brown green drinkable and nothing more. I am getting somewhat used to drinking that which does not appeal. No reappearance so that was good. BTW - Arnold Schwarzenegger once stated, "That Jack LaLanne's an animal!," after LaLanne, at 54, beat a 21-year-old Schwarzenegger "badly" in an informal contest. On the occasion of LaLanne's death, Schwarzenegger credited LaLanne for being "an apostle for fitness" by inspiring "billions all over the world to live healthier lives," and, as governor of California, had earlier placed him on his Governor's Council on Physical Fitness. (He's not my idol yet. Once I buy the one piece blue jump suit, you'll know I have gone over the edge. Hey, it could be worse. I could idolize Richard Simmons.
Going for broke. Emptying the fridge. I saved some good stuff for the morning and put the rest down C-Max:
Notice no fennel. After this morning, I am a bit gun shy. I realized today that I have a boring blog when I have a boring life. Here I sit in a bland hotel, drinking bland juice and wishing I could use my per-diem for some real food.
As you may notice, I went three for three on NOT taking pictures of my juices. I even had two shots at breakfast and I missed both. (Oooooo yuck. Not funny.) So I thought I would show you something I discovered today while driving around for work. I really did take this with my very own phone.