I read somewhere that you could put spinach in a smoothie and not even taste it. And I thought: “Ha ha, yes; I’ll bet this is from the same people who told me that tofu is undetectable and that fruit makes a GREAT dessert.”
But then I read that Minnie puts spinach and even KALE in her smoothies. I was particularly persuaded by this part of her post:
…the added bonus of making me feel so very accomplished to have eaten 2 servings of leafy greens for breakfast. It’s like I expect some kind of angel of leafy greens to come down, bless me and give me a medal every time I have one.
So I tried it and lo, I will use the word “lo”: it was barely detectable, if at all, and indeed I DID feel as if I deserved a visit from an angel of leafy greens.
Smoothies are a “wing it” kind of recipe, but I can’t get behind any recipe that doesn’t even say if we’re talking about 1/8th teaspoon or 2 cups of an ingredient (see also: my late mother-in-law’s cinnamon roll recipe), so here is my Winging It Spinach Smoothie (measurements are approximate—but I HAVE approximated them):
2 T. flax seed meal
1/4 c. rolled oats
2 t. sugar
big firm 5-fingered pinch of spinach leaves, plus another 3-fingers pinch
about a third of a cup of yogurt
about a third of a cup of orange juice
something like 6 or 7 frozen peach segments
about a half a cup of frozen blueberries
(sub any frozen fruit for peaches/blueberries)
(you could also use fresh fruit, and then ice cubes)
(bananas work great, but I don’t like banana)
First blend the flax seed, oats, and sugar, until the oats are like flour. Then add everything else. The spinach will look like wayyyyyyyy too much spinach—like, practically filling the blender. Be brave! Trust Swistle. Blend it up.
This might make enough for two adult servings in some households, but at my house it makes enough for me to share with a child.
Elizabeth, with enthusiasm: “The best thing about pillow pets is you can use them EITHER as a pillow OR as a stuffed animal!!” Yes. Welcome to the point of this product.
I finally read Room. I consider myself more sensitive than average to stories of child endangerment, and yet I got through it fine. I did have one section in the middle where I thought I might have a heart attack, but I reasoned that MANY of us are sensitive to child-endangerment stories, and yet MANY of us had read the book and I hadn’t heard any outcry, so it must be okay. I think part of the reason it worked for me is that it was told from the child’s point of view rather than the mother’s: I didn’t have to think much about how SHE felt. And by the time it occurred to me to think of it, I’d finished that section. (I did a little skimming ahead, too, to make SURE.) The thriller part only lasted the first half of the book or so—and more like just the second quarter of it, since the first quarter is “figuring out what is going on.”
I did find it thought-provoking, as pretty much everyone who read it mentioned. Lots of interesting issues to mull while doing boring cooking or cleaning or exercising. Even though I’m someone who lies awake worrying about how we’d all get out in the case of a fire, I didn’t find that this book gave me fresh material to worry about. Instead, I found it reassuring/interesting: it said, basically, “Look, here is how someone took a terrible situation and made it livable.” And then you get to wonder if you would have made the same making-it-livable decisions. (Still, I guess it does make my heart pound afresh if I think about it too intently.)
A complaint: from time to time I felt like it veered into “And a little child shall teach us” territory. The child is supposed to be less than a month past his 5th birthday, and yet his thought processes seem unusually sophisticated/observant, and he makes sermon-quality remarks about how other people waste things, and fail to appreciate things, and consider themselves so stressed and busy. Yes, thank you for that lesson-for-us-all, Author-speaking-through-child. This was fortunately only a SMALL and OCCASIONAL issue.