Easter, The Bunny, A Zombie and Kale

Over Easter, we jetted on down to the Jersey Shore to Atlantic City, the poor man’s Vegas. And by jetted, I naturally mean hired a car and drove, cos flying to AC from NYC is just dumb. It’s less than a 2 hour drive. But jetted sounds fancy.

The King booked it all online. We still went to the airport but to hire a car. It’s actually pretty cool jumping on the train to Newark and then driving from there. No city traffic to contend with and Airport hire car locations alway have a better choice.

Roadtrip….

We’re an excellent road tripping family, we all have our devices and just jump in and go. Along the way we went to a Grill restaurant for lunch. It was an odd experience, we felt so out of place but the food was good and the price was right. New Jersey is weird.

We don’t gamble. So to us Atlantic City is kinda better than Vegas cos at least there’s a beach and boardwalk and plenty of fun for the kids. We stayed at the Borgata, which is pretty fancy but The King decided to put us in the ‘Water Club’ and the kids in the Borgata hotel. Which meant we were on the same property but we were in different hotels. I thought this was weird and didn’t really like it, how do you have a family vacation in separate hotels? But as it turned out it was pretty cool and the kids loved it. They were all about having the freedom to kinda roam the hotel, heading to the pool and Starbucks on their own and coming across the lobby to visit us in the other room.  The Princess was staying with them, so there was a supervising adult.

And the bonus for her was she got a free vacation AND when the kids went to bed she went out bar hopping. So it kinda worked for everyone. It’s still weird though.

view from our window of the water and the kids hotel. (bottom right)

Even the Easter Bunny enjoyed scattering a trail of eggs is two separate locations! Luckily I’d emailed him on the road 😉

We hung out in the hotel, swam, used the spa facilities and we had a great day on the Steel Pier going on all the scary rides. Miss Gremlin wanted to go on the pirate ship until she was on it. She’s a fraidy cat 🙂 but she totally loved the go carts and all the arcade shooting games. Grand Master D won the family a blow up zombie, he named him Harold.

On the trip back home, coming in from the airport made it feel like we’d just flown in from some further afield location than Atlantic City. It’s a thing 🙂 don’t ask. The zombie almost didn’t survive. But that’s another story.

Upon returning home I decided that I just needed to have a juicer, we have always had one and the kids loved their ‘noisy juice’ but ours died several years ago and we have never replaced it. But I wanted to get back into it and so began my search on Amazon, because where else do you see all the available products and get to read all the reviews?

Having the usual discussion with the King via chat between floors, because why communicate with the spoken word when you can use a computer? We to and fro’d with different products. I wanted a juicer, you know the loud ones that do it fast and get the job done. It’s the type we’ve always had and they work. Several years ago, I bought a wheat grass juice, which we’ve since sold because we stopped using it, but before we did I tried to juice fruit and vegies but it was no good, too pulpy, so I was very hesitant when the King suggested to get a masticating juicer simply because they were quiet!

Now let’s face it, we all know he has his weird ways and being annoyed by appliances is definitely one of them… it was one of the major factors in me hiring a cleaner because he would never let me clean for the noise of the vacuum.

Seriously the man has issues…

Anyway he convinced me by way of , ‘if you don’t like it you can send it back’. I wasn’t happy and already hated it before it arrived but decided to at least give it a go. With the produce sitting on the counter ready to juice for 2 days awaiting the arrival, I was kinda pissed with the whole thing. I kept thinking ‘I’m totally gonna hate it and I’ll have to send it straight back and blah blah’.

Well it arrived Friday and that bad boy came out of that box faster than a ferret looking for rabbits and I was a juicing queen, and you know what?

It was fucking fantastic. The fear of too much pulp was gone with the first taste, the kids were so excited to have noisy juice again that they had 3 different combinations.  I even admitted straight away how wrong I was. This thing is the top level of masticating juicers and it’s awesome! and shhhh it’s whisper quiet….

Since Friday I’ve been to the supermarket 3 times to get more stuff to juice, and on Saturday I got all crazy and decided to get on the kale ‘superfood’ bandwagon. Well shit, everyone is sprucking about how fucking fabulous this shit is and I didn’t want to be missing out!

So yesterday I  juiced some, with cucumber and apple. It was gross, tasted like I was drinking grass juice. It was all I could do to swallow it, so I added pineapple and more apple and orange and ended up doubling my juice intake just to wash that shit down.

Kale the superfood…?

How can you people even say its yummy. Bleck, but not to be deterred (and I have a whole fucking bunch so I don’t want to waste money) I juiced again, this time with lots of yummy fruits and a smaller amount of kale, it was drinkable and I think I’ve found the right ratio. But then I got brave and thought well maybe I need this in my body and today put it in a salad, my usual salad with my usual dressing… The stuff tastes like bitter ass. There’s no way to dress it up.

It’s HORRIBLE. I don’t know how you can say it’s awesome and you love it. I’m pretty sure you’re all lying! The King said he loved kale salad?! Well he can have it cos that shit will only be in juice and only half a leaf at a time.. and I ain’t buying it again. Screw the health benefits!

I’m just not convinced. I think this says it best:

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So what’d you guys do for Easter?