I’m in the process of moving.
That’s going to be a completely different post. I don’t have enough time or enough space in this post to cram in all of those feelings–because there’s lots and lots of feelings. They’re those deep feelings that come with spurts of ugly crys and a sinking sensation in one’s chest. I’m not ready to go.
My life has been a whirlwind of moving boxes and Goodwill donations (why the heck was I hanging onto that pair of distressed stretchy lace-up denim from high school? Bye bye. I hope you fulfill your denim destiny on some other misguided tween). In a final push of not wanting to do a big grocery shop right before we have to depart from here, my food life has been weird. It’s been handfuls of granola and apples dipped in peanut butter. There’s been store bought seaweed salad, green smoothies from Whole Foods and take out from Chipotle… not to mention that entire gluten-free pizza I stress-guzzled over the weekend. It’s all a big mess. So, I’m posting this green drink because this is what would be good for me. I could hide in one of the larger moving boxes, sip on some veggie-laced lemonade and gently weep. Sound like a good Tuesday? Ugh. I should stop talking.
However, even with this major uprooting and my dramatic attachment to this house that we’re about to leave, there are things that do not suck. Take for example my best friend Rachel. She does not suck. She is in fact the opposite of whatever sucking is. Is that blowing? That doesn’t seem right.
Basically, what I’m trying to say is that she’s incredible and I’m lucky to have such an amazing friend in my life. She’s true blue. Ride or die. All those cliches plus all the other good things plus someone who would totally bail me out of prison, or not judge the way my body moves in a hip hop class. She wouldn’t even judge if it was my hip hop moves that landed me in prison. She’s the kind of friend that drops everything when you’re having a hard time in your life and comes to visit you. There’s laughing and crying and the obligatory margarita. In her words “Sometimes adversity is best met with a scowl and a bottle of tequila”. True. So true.
You can also take that quote and replace the bottle of tequila with green juice. We did that too. We juiced and scowled and laughed and danced and cried. It was the best of times it was the worst of times. It was a little bit of everything–as it should be.
I made her this Green Spinach Lemonade because this was what was in my fridge. Hah. I’ve had so many things to say and have spewed so many feelings your way, that when we get right down to the subject of this post it becomes bare and practical.
Made juice with what was on hand. Juice turned out good. Me like juice. Rach like juice. Juice like juice. Juice taste like lemonade. I dunno why this is happening, but it is. Wish I had this juice right now. It celebrates those lovely bunches of spinach that are popping up at the farmers’ market, plus the tangy flavor of lemonade — a total promise that summer is coming and we’re going to be sweating in sundresses and making drinks with lots and lots of ice. I will warn you that this juice is tart. If you’re not one for sour just up double the amount of apple. Sweeten the deal.
Now comes the time where I post the recipe, stop slinging cliches and bumming you out with images of me weeping inside of moving boxes. Can’t we all just slow things down, drink some juice and have a group bear hug? I’d like that. Very much.
PAID ENDORSEMENT DISCLOSURE: In order for me to support my blogging activities, I may receive monetary compensation or other types of remuneration for my endorsement, recommendation, testimonial and/or link to any products or services from this blog.
Green Spinach Lemonade
- 1 bunch of celery
- 1 large cucumber (peeled if not organic)
- 1 bunch of spinach
- 2-3 lemons (depending on how tart you like your juice)
- 2 green apples (add an extra apple for a sweeter juice)
- 1/2 inch piece of ginger (optional)
- Prep all of your ingredients and then run them through your juicer.
- Drink immediately, or store for up to 48 hours in the refrigerator in an airtight container such as a mason jar.
by Gina Marie