-Winter produce in warm hues.-
Okay, so I have to come clean.
I've been juicing.
I juice almost every day. Sometimes twice. It's becoming a problem.
When I first encountered the idea of juicing I thought the concept was vile. People gluging down chunky slurries of parsley, cucumber, and spinach. All ingredients I love, but having them pureed into a fine green trickle just sounded vile. The semi-noxious smell produced by all that mangled vegetal flesh sitting in the juicer's repository didn't help, either.
