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Unfortunate Cookie

The other night, my husband and I took my friend, Keiko, out for Chinese food to thank her for juicing her arms off for 5 hours.  Keiko’s petite, but my girl’s got guns.  Oh, and Keiko only volunteered to help me juice after 8 hours of eating and drinking… mostly drinking…  which explains why in the world she volunteered at all.  I don’t think she follows my blog because she asked a mutual friend, who works with her, whether or not I was still on the juice…  No doubt hoping that I hadn’t broken after she had juiced for hours.  So nobody tell her…

Well, after a delicious meal of soup dumplings (I’ll post on how to eat them without burning your lips off next week), Japanese eggplant (although they called it Chinese eggplant and I call it Vietnamese eggplant), and sautéed pea shoots, it was fortune cookie time!  We didn’t even get to play the game where you put the words “in bed” after each fortune when Keiko opened hers and said, “Uhhh, I think there’s something wrong with my fortune…”  She read the fortune out loud: “If it seems fates are against you today, they probably are.”

unfortunate cookie
I couldn’t stop laughing, not only because of the odd, fortune-cookie-grammar, but also because this was my fault in one of two ways: 1) I had given her the fortune cookie, which probably meant that this “fortune” was meant for me or 2) This referred to the fact that she was stuck with me ALL DAY and that I made her juice beets in her sundress.  Either way, she laughed through her frown and no one ate the cookie after I insisted on placing it on the table to take a picture.  So not only did I make her juice all day, I deprived her of dessert.  Before you all start shaking your heads at how terrible of a friend I am (which is true), I did buy her an ice cream.

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Yup, you can all start saying, “I told you so.”

Well, I’m out. I’m off the juice. I didn’t even make it 2 days. At about 9pm last night, I crashed. My head, a little foggy all day, felt both like it was floating away AND like someone was chiseling at it.  Then I felt nauseous and freezing cold. Right about then, all I could think was, “Mindy, this is the worst freaking idea that you have ever had.”. And trust me, I’ve had a LOT of bad ideas.

Luckily, my friends Annette and Angela were watching me and immediately sprung into action when, as Annette said, I turned green. Angela watched me as Annette ran and grabbed me some hot vegetable soup with lardons of bacon in it. Awesome. I had dreamed of breaking my diet with bacon and those dreams were coming true.

Unfortunately, I then ran and grabbed some pad thai. Delicious, but maybe not the best idea for someone to down after 1.85 days on a juice cleanse. My stomach cramped and my jaw started to hurt. And my head started to hurt like crazy.

What have I learned?  If you can juice cleanse, good for you. If you’re me – screw it.

my last "meal" before jumping the juice ship

my last "meal" before jumping the juice ship

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What I’m planning to eat when I “stop the insanity”

My friend, Nick, is throwing a HUGE cookoff event at The Bell House in Brooklyn this Sunday.  It’s called the Brooklyn Beer Experiment and will have both a home-brewer’s competition and a cooking competition with beer as the main ingredient, à la Iron Chef.  Nick’s like the Cookoff King – he’s been competing for the last year and placing Top 3 every time.  He decided it was time to break off and do his own thing and true-to-form, is taking the Cookoff concept to new heights his first time out of the gate.

I’ll be there helping out, so I hope to see you!  If you can make it, please remember to buy your tickets before you go as it’s selling out quickly: The Brooklyn Beer Experiment

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Day 2 on the juice: why am I doing this?

It’s really not that bad…  but as I sit and sip my first batch of green juice for the day, I can’t help but wish I had a cheeseburger.  One thing that being on this extreme diet has taught me is how incredibly addicted to food I actually am.  It literally consumes not only my waking thoughts, but my dreams as well.  Last night, I dreamed of eating macaroni and cheese with hot dogs sliced into it – something my babysitter used to make me as a kid for lunch.  We’re talking blue box mac & cheese at that.  For some reason, I loved it and to this day, just the thought of it is comforting.

That must be a sign of how disturbing this diet is for me to be dreaming about something that makes me feel comforted and carefree.  The hunger pangs aren’t as bad as I thought they were going to be, but just thinking about all the different types of food that I want right now and can’t have is like mental and emotional torture!  Garlic mashed potatoes and crispy fried chicken would be amazing right now, not to mention that biscuit on the side…  Last night, I could swear that one of the storerooms at work smelled like pizza, only to have an intern look at me like I was crazy and say, “Maybe it’s because you’ve had nothing but juice because I don’t smell anything.”  And as I’m sitting here typing, I swear I can smell brioche dough proofing.

I think about abandoning the juice-ship every other minute, but I’m more convinced than ever that I NEED to make it 5 days.  The fact that I’m not as hungry as I thought I would be just goes to show how much extra food I put into my body because I WANT to, not because I need to.  Will that help me practice moderation once I’m off this thing next week?  Probably not.  This whole diet just makes me realize how much food means to me.  It’s my friend.  It’s my hobby.  It’s the meaning of life – to make food, enjoy food, share food with others.  I’m reclaiming a greater appreciation for food that only comes with restriction.  It’s thinking about how decadent and delicious that first piece of food is going to taste, how it’s going to feel to chew or crunch it, that’s allowing me to slowly sip my swamp water and actually enjoy it.

I will say this, I feel extremely alert, have never slept better, and my sinuses are completely clear.  My sense of smell is either improving or is delusional, smelling what it wants to smell, not what it actually smells.  And my vision seems to be improving as I can see every, leftover crumb in the couch cushions… Yeah, I actually considered eating a dirty crumb for a split-second.  But I didn’t, ok!  So don’t judge!

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Day 1/2 of juice cleanse: not so bad… yet

This feels a little like the plot to a horror movie. I’m the mad scientist, forced into self-experimentation because I’m not able to test on human subjects.  My friends and family have begged me not to go down this path, but I won’t listen. No!  The experiment must go on!

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And like those movies, my experiment has started off pretty well. It’s Monday morning and I woke up excited and invigorated by the challenge ahead. I’ve had a little stomach-grumbling, the worst of which happened when I lifted my arms up to wash my hair, elongating my torso, forcing me to confront the angry, burbling sounds coming from my empty/annoyed stomach. Ok, no problem!  I’ll just keep my arms down by my sides… all week.

sink full of ruffage

So far, I’ve had my morning energy “tea” of warm water, lemon juice, and cayenne pepper.  That’ll wake up your digestive juices and your sinuses.  Next, I “enjoyed” the core drink of the juice cleanse: “green juice.”  We juiced kale, swiss chard, spinach, something called “Japanese Vitamin Greens,” parsley, apples, and ginger.  My friend Keiko (who had no idea what the Japanese Vitamin Greens were even though she’s Japanese, leading me to believe that the Green Market is pulling a fast one) thought she might try the juice cleanse with us and came to help me juice on Saturday. Since it was finally my turn to play mad scientist, she had to fill the role of Igor:). We headed to my school (they have a juicer – I don’t), filled a giant sink with the 2 trash bag-sized sacks of veggies and apples, and got to work.

Keiko - the most adorable Igor ever.  Yes, she's standing on a pot.

Keiko - the most adorable Igor ever. Yes, she's standing on a pot.

Remember when I said that I thought juicing the ingredients myself would save so much money over paying $65/day?  Well, I’m not so sure.  Keiko and I juiced for FIVE HOURS.  Oh, and before I added the apple, I gave Keiko a taste of the kale/spinach/swiss chard/parsley/mystery vitamin green juice.  She quickly decided to abandon the juice-cleanse-ship and begged me not to go further.  I did, momentarily, rethink my decision as I, too, tasted the opaque-green liquid.  It tastes like, I imagine, dredging the bottom of a swamp with my tongue and smelled like a freshly-mowed lawn.  My stubbornness won out and I pushed further, deciding that I hadn’t done all this work for nothing!

five hours of juicing

If you’re going to challenge yourself to both juice-cleanse and make your own Swamp Thing mixture, I’ve broken down the ingredients below for a daily dosage, vs. the 2-person / 5-day amount that I made on Saturday.  To be fair, I did make a couple of other combinations (stay tuned), but the Slimer drink was definitely the most tedious and time-consuming.  I recommend skimming the dirt-flavored foam off the top and then passing the whole thing through a sieve to get rid of the chunks of mulch.  Add a little fresh lemon (a LOT of fresh lemon) and cayenne pepper as well – the spice & tanginess seem to mask the swampiness.  It’s really not all that bad.  n the end, both Kim and Hayley (who I convinced to try this yesterday!) said that our little Green Goblin was… fine.

Swamp Thing Closeup

Obviously, I recognize the serious potential for disaster here.  I wouldn’t have compared it to a horror movie if I didn’t.  I’m waiting, cautiously, for that moment when the hunger pang hits and I’m transformed into a monster (probably a green monster as all monsters are) and the angry villagers start chasing me with pitchforks.  When that happens, I just hope I have time to grab a snack before running away.

Kim wore green today to celebrate Juice Week

Kim wore green today to celebrate Juice Week

Swamp Thing “Green Juice”
Serves 2… barely.  Yields about 4 cups.

½ bunch    Swiss Chard
½ bunch    Kale
3 cups         Spinach
½ bunch    Parsley
3                  Apples (I used Granny Smith)
¼ piece     Ginger (peeled)
-Lemon (to taste)
-Cayenne (to taste)
**You can add beet greens, collard greens, cucumbers, celery, etc. to your juice.

1.    Place all ingredients in a clean, plugged sink and fill with water (or any vessel large enough to allow items to float at top).  Agitate to shake off dirt and debris and let sit for 5-10 minutes.
2.    Remove ingredients from sink, shaking off excess water, and drain (unplug sink only AFTER removing ingredients or you will redeposit dirt onto your food).  Roughly chop ingredients to fit your juicer.  Even if your juicer can handle whole apples, I recommend cutting up all leafy items & herbs – the fibers got caught around the juicer I used.
3.    Skim foam from the top of juice and discard.  If your juicer doesn’t have a strainer, pass juice through a sieve.
4.    Season with fresh-squeezed lemon juice and cayenne pepper.  Serve immediately over ice and “enjoy.”

(Note: The only reason I was able to juice for an entire week is that I had access to a vacuum machine to remove oxidizing air from my juice.  I don’t recommend that you keep this juice any longer than it takes you to finish drinking it.)

Swamp Thing

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