Big juice, little juice. Carrot juice, garlic juice. Which juice is which juice?
Yes, that’s right. That little glass. That very little glass. That very little glass that is only half full is the one with garlic in it.
Zak – AKA Garlic Romancer, asked me the other day about putting garlic in juice. I told him I’d never seen it in any juice recipes but he was free to browse The Juicing Bible I borrowed from the library and admittedly, have barely cracked up open.
The Juicing Bible says? 4 juice recipes with garlic. OK, so I guess garlic in juice is not completely unheard of. I’m still not sure I’m fully on board though. Especially this morning when I had sweet carrot apple ginger juice on the brain and as I’m putting the juicer together he’s chanting Garlic! Garlic! Garlic! like a cheerleader for the away team at the Vampire Senior High basketball home game.
Garlic? Really? In my carrot apple ginger juice?
. . .
I’m sorry, I can’t do it. Like a long run, I need a day to mentally prepare it and garlic in my juice feels a lot like long run. I’m not ready. Maybe tomorrow after I think about garlic juice all day, dream about garlic juice all night, psych myself and promise garlic juice won’t be that bad and I can eat a huge piece of cake once I’m done.
So, we compromised. I made my sweet carrot juice and after my glass was well on the other side of the room, I made a second glass for him with the exact same ingredients + two cloves of garlic. Two cloves because I put the first clove in and I didn’t see a thing come out of the spout. Not even a drop. I could smell it, but I couldn’t see it. Well, what’s one more clove of garlic then? Go big or go home, right Team Werewolf?
I poured him his glass of carrot apple ginger garlic juice and then, like speed work and a let’s-just-get-this-over-with frame of mind, I poured myself a little sample of garlic juice.
The verdict? Surprisingly good! I will not be held responsible though if Zak’s coworkers kick him out of the office early today. Garlic juice was not my bright idea, he gets full credit for it and all the exhalation repercussions that come with it.
I’ve fallen behind with some thing’s around here so with fingers crossed that Zak’s garlic breath gets him sent home early, my work out today has been pushed back to this afternoon. I spent my child-free hours this morning at my desk trying to get caught up.
Once my sweet and savory juice buzz wore off I dug out my batch overnight oats. Yesterday’s quinoa breakfast made me realize how long it’s been since I’ve had a bowl of oatmeal. Today was the day.
Soaked for a few hours this morning and topped with the other half of my banana just before I was ready to eat. I think I’ve said this before but I’m loving this dairy free version of overnight oats, compared to how I use to make it with vanilla yogurt.
The banana makes it sweet, the almond butter gives it a great flavor. The almond milk softens the oats, it’s like magic in a bowl.
I’m thinking now I’m going to have to try garlic in my overnight oats for tomorrow – what do you think?