My First Juice

The other day, my parents went to Costco and surprised me with a juicer. I've been eating vegetables for breakfast, lunch and for dinner, and now I have the ability to make juice!

In true Jessica form, I snagged a little bit of everything for my first attempt at fresh juice. In odd quantities I included the following:

Cabbage
Carrots
Parsley
Kiwi
Nectarine
Ginger
Celery
Asparagus
Cucumber
Spinach

I was excited because I didn't have to peel anything (just make sure they've been washed - and when applicable, pit). You can even use a whole kiwi, skin and all!

Anyway, when I was finished juicing I poured a cup and sniffed the glass. Instantly, I recoiled severely, and started dry heaving. It smelt like baby poop. You know the kind when babies are starting to eat solids, and meats? Absolutely horrendous! I walked a glass over to Danny and told him not to smell it, but to chug as much as possible as quickly as possible. I tried to convince Danny (and myself) that in the cheese world the stinkier the cheese, the better the taste, but within the first sip it was obvious that the same can not be said about juice.

Laughing hysterically, and sick to our stomachs, we each almost finished a glass, and I vowed to never make another concoction like that again.

I think, for now, I'm going to start with the basics; carrots, apples, oranges, etc, but NOT in the same mixture. No more mixing until I've earned it.