So, there I was on a sunny Monday morning, dead-set on making a brunch that didn’t scream ‘average person’s Sunday.’ My attempt, however, ended up in chaos—let’s just say, pancakes aren’t supposed to have that texture. The blender sitting there caught my eye, which got me thinking. Why not make something that doesn’t involve my usual botched meals?
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I decided on a smoothie, but not just any smoothie, a so-called ‘healing detox smoothie.’ My initial thought? I’m rolling my eyes at the name, too. But my curiosity (or perhaps my stomach) got the better of me. Spying a counter covered in random produce from last week’s ill-fated attempt at living ‘healthily,’ I thought, ‘This has to be put to good use (or it’s back to eating cereal straight from the box).’
Anyway, I rummage around and grab some mangoes (already soft and slightly concerning), a hunk of ginger, whatever’s left of a lime, and some frozen pineapple which I swear has been in jail at the back of the freezer for months. Oh, and the coconut water that’s been staring at me from the fridge every time I open it (you know, the one I bought in a health kick but never actually drank).
With these ingredients, I went on to make something miraculous. I tossed them all into the blender with a handful of spinach I found wilting away in crisper hell (don’t worry, no kale made it in—I drew the line there). I hit blend and crossed my fingers.
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The result? Not half bad. The zing of the ginger was unexpected but in a terrific way. I half-expected to be gagging over the sink, but I ended up actually savoring it. But the surprising part? The vibrant color actually looked like it could stand a chance at being Instagram famous for once. My roommate even took a sip (held captive by the words ‘trust me’) and didn’t gag. A small victory, but I’ll take it.
I still don’t know if it really healed anything other than my bruised culinary ego. But for now, I’m calling it a win. Maybe I’ll even try something else from that random list of home workouts I found during the smoothie escapade. Thrilling stuff, I know.
So, yeah, this probably won’t become my everyday thing but hey, if it keeps me from burning down the kitchen on brunch attempts, I’m all in. My eyes still hurt from the disaster, and I’m pretty sure I need more coffee right now. Ugh.
