…some health must fall. And being as today is National Green Juice Day it seemed like an appropriate time for a break from wine. As opposed to a wine break.
I was wondering if absinthe counted as green juice since it does come from botanicals but before that nefarious plot could be carried out Evolution Fresh and Postmates were kind enough to save me from myself.
They sent me some of their Smooth Greens and Kale juice. I mean it is actually friggin’ delicious. I don’t particularly like kale and this is tasty. It has fiber and protein and happy happy green things that have been cold-pressed into delicious healthy submission. I would love to turn my nose up at the juice trend except I can’t because my nose is buried in the glass I’m slugging this tasty stuff down from. What doooo you know?
Do it y’all. Have a glass of health even if only for today.
Or Matcha Mercredi. If you like French better than Spanish. Or Matcha suiyōbi if we are to be culturally (if not alliteratively) correct. And apparently the Japanese term for Wednesday means water day. And you need water to make tea. How apropos.
Although this matcha is mixed with juice. Fuck. I can’t work without wine, guys. But I will.
I would drink the shit out of the citrus matcha. It tastes of orange and pineapple and has a bit of texture but not too much. Well. Almost too much but it has the right amount of texture to make you say to yourself: this is health in a wine glass. I am doing something good for me.
I’m big on the psychosomatic response. It is reallll.
On the coconut flavor: it did not taste tooooo coconutty which in my book was good. And it had fiber so my digestive system was pleased. In fact it was more savory than the citrus flavor, I thought. So I would drink both of these. I’d choose the citrus as my first pick though.
There was a rougher texture to the coconut flavor. Which if you like pulp you’d be into. So if you like pulp and coconut go with that. If you just want tasty greens with the added benefits that come with matcha do that. Yea, antioxidants!
No more aging, here I come. I stopped doing that eons ago.