Kind of like snow...

Let's talk about the juicer.  I *love* this thing, like, really, really love this thing.  It's just the right size, I can clean it up in less than five minutes even after juicing a beet, and I am little kid delighted every time something goes down the chute, hits the blade, and is GRNFFFFF'd into pulp in an instant.  There is something profoundly satisfying not just about the resulting scrumptious juice, but also that moment of seeing what had been a whole fruit or vegetable sprayed all up against the sides of the pulp receptacle.  It's very much a hell yeah moment for me.

At first, I was afraid.  My first juice involved a lot of stepping back a bit every time I ran something through, but my fascination (as in, "Holy hell.  That was a CARROT a second ago!") got me over the fear. Even though I stocked up with juicing supplies Wednesday, I bought more yesterday because, honestly, I want to see what this stuff will look like in the moment it is flash-ground.  Lets get blunt - it looks like the shit explodes.  One second, a carrot.  The next second, orange splatter and delicious juice.  One second, a Granny Smith apple.  The next second, pale green splatter and more delicious juice.  I could go on.  Beets?  Beets *rule*.  As do greens.

Greens, though, can do some really interesting things.  Perhaps it's because my Breville compact is a centrifugal juicer, but there's an updraft.  Juicing is easy enough, you put the stuff in, witness the pretty colors, and get juice.  But bits of greens are rather light, and can blow back out unless you actually use your head and stuff your greens into the tube before you turn the juicer on.  Oh, yeah.  And admittedly, I probably should have bought whole kale - - but I went for the "easy" option and bought the monster bag of chopped stuff.  "I can do chips!  I can do juice!  Win/win!"

I will be sweeping until Sunday, but it's all good.