So my class at Runner’s Corner in Orem last night was late at night, but awesome! This is me with Kris, my volunteer, who told me she was going to beat me up if I made her eat any more kale. Either that or she is showing off her Popeye-like muscles. Maybe she was showing that gorillas, who eat mostly greens, are very strong?
I’m not sure which. I forget what happened.
I’m not making it up, what she said, though. I just can’t remember what was happening in that precise photo. At one point, while what I instructed her to eat, she said, “I hate you.”
At another point, I thought she was done eating what I gave her, and congratulated her. She hung her head and dug the kale and chard stems out of her pocket like a kid who got busted. If you don’t believe me on any of this, ask anyone who was there. Gotta love people who are honest! She got a big round of applause.
One reader came from Phoenix with a pent-up boatload of questions! It was very late, and I’d run out of 12 Steps kits, so I had her follow me home because I knew I had one there and she was . . . yeah, like I said, from out of town.
She said, “I can’t wait to tell my friends that I was in GreenSmoothieGirl’s messy garage! I texted them on the way over here!” Okay, she didn’t really say the part about my garage—she said something much nicer than that. But I’m just sayin. My garage . . . sigh. It’s not perfect.
Another reader brought me apricots from her tree. Yum, thank you! I am about to use them making a couple blenderfuls of GS to take to Park City for the weekend. For girls’ back-to-school shopping, an August tradition with my friend Wendy and our daughters. She planned the food and said, “You bring the GS!” I’m on it, headed out to the garden now.