There have been many famous Jacks to come our way… Jack London… Jack Benny… Jack the Ripper… Jack Lemmon… but the Jack who captured my Hub’s heart has always been Jack Lalanne. He was the fitness guru of our generation. Remember him? If you need to I’ll wait while you go Google.
So… back in the day. Mornings would start when our old black and white television sets would come to life with Jack in his jumpsuit leading us in calisthenics. (That’s an old word rarely used because exercise is easier to spell.) But it wasn’t the exercises or challenges that caught Hub’s eye, no sir, he’s a machine kind a guy. It was the Jack Lalanne Power Juicer he fell in love with.
This, Hub assured me, was to be the magic bullet to health. Now after forty-four years I kind of know the guy. He’d have fun experimenting with juicing combinations… NO, pear, brussel sprout and onion with a splash of grape juice does not sound yummy… and I would be left with the clean up.
I dug my heels in… put on the brakes… stalled… ignored requests… and in general said NO. Just look at the size and all those pieces. This looked like nothing more than work to me. I wasn’t seeing the Joy of Juicing.
What was the point of health if it’s just going to make your life miserable, was my inner battle cry.
Fast forward to Christmas 2013…
This was the Hub’s year for wishes to come true… kinda. He finally got his juicer. Not necessarily the one he wanted but… this one is far better in the kitchen crew’s eyes. He received his very own NutriBullet. (A pint-sized jucier with easy clean up… YAY!)
Now we’re talking. Three pieces and only two that need cleaning when done …this is progress.
We have since pulverized every of fruit, vegetable, nut and seed in the house. I have had more smoothies in the last two weeks than in my entire life. And blueberries. I finally found a way to endure blueberries.
And Hub? He has a small smoothie every afternoon after work. He may be right. We are eating better and healthier. Please don’t tell him I admitted this.
But I may have an answer to all that nutrition… A little half and half, a squirt of chocolate, a few ice cubes, pour in some coffee (espresso if you have it) and … ta-da … you have a frappachino.
Oh dear, I think I just took the Nutri out of the Bullet