As it is, I wake up a block away from Grauman's Chinese Theater, next to a man whom I know very well, and have no doubts about how I got here from Central Coast California - I've been driving on Highway 1 my whole life.
Perhaps, as a result of my years on the coast, I do manage to fulfill at least one LA stereotype: I love to juice. Yes, that's right, out here it can be used as a verb. "Juice" as in make fresh fruit and vegetable juices.
I have a new juicer and I've been relishing in a regular cornucopia of cocktails. Fresh and frothy orange juice, tomato, carrot, parsley and fennel, pear and apple with a thumb of ginger root...I could go on. I drink stuff that would make a nice man from Wisconsin roll his eyes at me and explain, "She's from California."
Listen, I love a medium rare steak as much - arguably even more - than the next guy but at this time of year? Sometimes a plate of food seems unnecessary. Sometimes what I really want is something that feels like the spring cleaning I've been giving my home, my Volvo station wagon, and my rooftop garden. Why not give my descending colon the same treatment? Juice it! And if I fulfill the stereotype of some flax seed obsessed, yoga practicing, juice drinking fruitcake trainer from California?
Well, guess what?
I am.
Below is my favorite juice. I found it years ago with a bunch of other recipes. It was listed as "Digestive Cocktail" but I've given it a more apt title. It probably does help with digestion but, more importantly, it tastes fucking great.
Court and Spark
1/4 lemon (with peel)
1/2 grapefruit (peeled)
2 oranges
Find a decent juicer (I recommend the Belville Compact or the Belville Elite if you're nickname is Big Spender), throw the ingredients down the chute, and catch them in your favorite 10 oz tumbler. If you're feeling like an extra kick feel free to juice a knuckle of ginger root or add flax seed oil to the finished product.
Namaste.