I told my sister that I was on a health kick and that I had
been checking out the Internet for health related ideas. (see my Coconut Oil Experiment)
She told me she had also been surfing the net and had an idea for a smoothie that contained kale, blueberries and acai berries.
She told me she had also been surfing the net and had an idea for a smoothie that contained kale, blueberries and acai berries.
I was surprised as she has traditionally been a potato chip and chocolate aficionado.
I said it sounded horrible but she proceeded to throw the
ingredients into a blender. She blended it for about one minute and I said, “that
looks like a hideous heterogeneous sludge of green and blue crap”.
She said I
should try it.
So I did.
She said, “What do you think”?
I said, “I think it tastes like it looks”.
I asked if she was sure it's all kale, blueberry and acai and she said, "No, the secret ingredient is red wine for the reversitol", "it's good for your heart".
I said "what's kale good for".
She said, “I don't know, I just read it on the internet”.
So I did.
She said, “What do you think”?
I said, “I think it tastes like it looks”.
I asked if she was sure it's all kale, blueberry and acai and she said, "No, the secret ingredient is red wine for the reversitol", "it's good for your heart".
I said "what's kale good for".
She said, “I don't know, I just read it on the internet”.
I said OK, what are the blueberries good for? She said they have antioxidants.
I
said, “I have tried antipasto and it was OK, so what's wrong with this stuff”?
She seemed to think that it was doing me some good.
It was doing something.
It was doing something.
Unbeknownst to her I'd already started on a regime based on three glasses of champagne per day to ward off dementia, and being as how I am I'm a real go-getter, I had started my morning with the three glasses.
Not being much of a drinker, my bar accouterments ran to a shot glass and a number of beer mugs.
Three mugs of champagne added to the copious amount of red wine she put into this hideous tasting smoothie and I was starting to feel a bit woozy.
My
stomach was feeling even woozier than my head.
Taking the Internet's advice to never leave a drink
unfinished (kind of like Mom saying, "Eat every carrot and pea on your plate" (this oft misunderstood admonition made for some awkward dinners with guests)), I downed the last of the blender’s contents and decided then and
there that despite all the health advice you can get from the Internet, sisters
can't be trusted.
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