
The phrase “I could juice that” is a constant in my mind these days. I bought our juicer to help my wife through a difficult food journey and, like the tool set I gave to her for Mother’s Day, I use it far more than she does.
I have discovered that juicing is beautiful. I know that sounds ridiculous, but I am always impressed by the combination of flavors we are able to concoct. I love the improvising and the discovery. I love how good I feel and how clear-headed I am after I drink it. It really is life-changing.
Juicing does, however, create a problem: what to do with all that juicer pulp? Continue reading








