It started some months back while getting a smoothie at a local popular chain. Acai, oh powerful purple super fruit, how I love thee. I was hooked. Next thing I know, I found myself having them add one of their special boosting powders and I was ready to take on the world. But why should it stop there? What's that green stuff people are drinking in tiny cups? Wheatgrass? How do you juice grass anyhow?
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| 1 ounce cup of fresh wheatgrass juice |
I know you're thinking I've really lost it now. Like, grass that grows in a box. That you juice in a super slow extractor. And pour into a tiny cup. And it looks like something you skimmed off a local stagnant pond. (Nummy nummy.) Well, people juice spinach, kale, celery and tons of other green things. Wheatgrass just happens to be another natural way to get vitamins from something fresh. You should give it a shot! (For real.)
In recent months, I've read up on it some and the many detoxifying health benefits wheatgrass juice has. There are people who swear by it daily. Mostly I feel like it is a boost of green goodness going straight into my bloodstream, so I'm not knocking it. And on Sundays I get a double punch on my frequent buyer card. So a double win. Woo hoo!
Before you put me on some vegan pedestal, you have to hear about the other side of me. Story part B unfolds...
Late yesterday I texted a friend and we thought we'd take on a cooking project today. It was a go since her husband was out of town leaving the entire afternoon open, our last endeavor had been a while and she's been a great partner to me in culinary adventures in the past. Though ill prepared, we set a time and figured we'd come up with a well honed idea in time to grocery shop.
After church let out, I met her in the lobby and said, "Okay, so are we doing this today?" It wasn't but a few seconds later that tears started to well up in her eyes. Not knowing her to be one who cries a lot, I was a little concerned and said we'd take it outside. To which she nodded.
We sat out on the benches and she shared with me that she was just having a bad day. I knew what had been going on recently and have learned that sometimes a few crummy things happen all at once and just knock you in the gut. I told her I wasn't really up for cooking either and asked her what we might want to do instead. Take out? Rent a movie? Have lunch out at a local restaurant? Then the perfect idea came up - fast food!
So wait, hold up! Before you get all judgy and finger pointery, I want to go on the record that I am NOT a proponent of eating tons of fast food. I'm not even really a burgers and fries kind of girl. When given the choice, I'm more likely to go for Thai or Mexican. But it was a moment that needed comfort food and girl talk. And that is that.
Life is about balance. And good health is part of that, for sure. But so is freedom and grace. Satisfaction doesn't often go hand in hand with full time deprivation. (In fact, I find that a quick shot recipe for impending disaster.) Eating healthy most of the time and indulging in something occasionally that you definitely want fries with reminds you to not get too caught up in an unforgivably restrictive set of personal rules.
So if your friend needs a chat, and that involves you forgoing your bean sprouts for lunch on a bun, just make sure you're not so bound by your own regimented eating philosophy that you forget to put what matters first. Eat some fries. Be a good listener. Your friend will feel great that you cared and the wheatgrass will still be there tomorrow.
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