I don't even know why or when or how, but I have fallen in love with V8. Probably three months ago I made my first purchase of the stuff (small, 5.5 oz cans so that I wouldn't feel guilty if it sat in the fridge at work for six weeks before I got brave enough to drink them all, which was the case). I had a can - the Low Sodium variety - with my dinner at work, and I nearly died. Each sip that I tried to imagine was a tasty tomato soup, I had to try not to spit out. It probably didn't help that I had put it on ice, so as the ice melted, my small can of V8 goo turned into probably twice the volume of watered-down hell. I was sad. I wanted to drink V8. I wanted to drink my vegetables!So, the next step: consuming V8 while eating crackers. Somehow the salty crunch of a cracker accompanying my liquid veggies seemed less severe. But after this stage, I can't figure it out. I just sat down to drink it with no help from starches, and no fast gulping of the thing to hide from the taste.
No matter how it happened, I just realized, when enjoying a semi-guilt free morning snack of V8 and raw broccoli (hells yes, broccoli. check it, the name of this blog!), I no longer wince with each gulp of the beverage. I no longer imagine the lurking beet juice as a bloody pulp of doom. I actually thought to myself, this is so delicious. Thank god I had some V8 in the fridge at work.
V8 and non-fiction. I'm pretty much just skipped from my twenties to my forties.
Now back to work.
3 peep(s) talked back:
Ah yes, wait until you are buying it by the case in the big cans (11.5 oz, not that I'd know) from Costco! Ha!
"What Youth deemed crystal,
Age finds out was dew."
Robert Browning
"While youth takes crystal meth,
Age can scarcely hold Mountain Dew"
Even just reading about drinking v8 makes me gag. Remember when I pounded that entire little can in order to put it behind me? Shudder.
God that you updated, though. Huzzah!
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