Guys, summer is almost over. Even though it was 83 degrees the other day and I was sweating my butt off in a sweater at work, there’s this certain…feeling in the air.
A friend posted on Twitter recently that she had her first pumpkin spice latte of the season, so I guess that feeling’s not off base. Winter is coming, folks, and pretty soon all I’ll be posting are soups and stews and some kind of pasta and all that warm, cozy stuff that makes you almost glad it’s below zero outside.
But until then, I’m going to continue posting smoothies while I still can.
People seem to like their green smoothies, amirite? You feel all virtuous, sipping on something full of chlorophyll, pretty much like you’re eating a salad for breakfast…except better, because it’s basically a juice, and people go on juice cleanses all the time, so they must be good for you.
And while I am all about a good green smoothie several times a week (though mine usually have some protein in the form of peanut butter and are fortified with chia seeds and a banana), sometimes, a girl needs a change. Change in the form of…a pink smoothie.
Sometimes, I’ll eat something and feel like my entire body just rises up and says, “YES, YES, THIS IS WHAT WE NEEDED. MORE OF THIS, PLEASE.” It happens for me with Oh She Glows’ Pad Thai, even with a steak sometimes if I have been feeling particularly anemic.
It never happens with milkshakes, sadly, because I think it’s a special feeling you get only when what your body needs and what you can give it are exactly aligned. My body, as much as I want it to, never needs ice cream.
I had that feeling when I drank this smoothie, adapted from this one at Food52, a few days ago. Continue reading
I had to make something green for you for St. Patrick’s Day. It’s somewhat (but not entirely) coincidental that this grass-green smoothie is excellent for hangover recovery.
Remember how you used to drink in college? You’d knock back some obscene amount of alcohol and wake up most mornings with nothing more than a headache and a vague feeling of nausea that could be quickly squelched with pancakes doused in lots of syrup and some good, strong coffee. Then, suddenly, you turned 25 and more than two glasses of wine meant you probably woke up feeling like you wanted to die.
Or at least, that’s how it worked for me. Continue reading
Last week, I had the time of my life in a cabin on a lake about 60 miles north of where I live. There is nothing like a five-day vacation in the middle of nowhere with no Internet connection and very, very limited cell service. We hiked, we biked…but also we drank our weights in rum punch and ate a lot of delicious (non-Paleo) food.
Oh yeah. And we got engaged.
So when I got home, I was exhilarated emotionally, but also sluggish, bloated, and ready to put something really, really, healthy in my body. Enter Oh She Glows and the Pink Power Detox Smoothie. Continue reading