My first juice, Doctor Earth, was perfect for the morning. Not salty, but not sweet either, maybe a little tangy. The next few juices were a little sweet, so I decided to switch up the recommended order. I was feeling fine after my first two juices, so I decided to hold off on eating the matcha bowl and save it for dinner. Breakfast and dinner are my favorite meals of the day, so I came up with a good plan to get through the day: pretend I already ate breakfast and I’m just having a couple of smoothies for lunch. Dinner will be waiting for me when I get home. The "American Idol" season premiere is on, and the matcha bowl is just another tv dinner. Unfortunately I’ve never eaten a matcha bowl, so in fear of not liking it, I decided to change my order for tomorrow, which will include some saltier juice options, chia seed pudding and a kale Caesar salad.
The day went on—juice after juice—and my master plan seemed to be working. The juices were tasty and satisfying, and I wasn’t hungry. I was actually so full of juices that it became a chore to drink the next one. I was falling behind and had to catch up with the other MORE editors saying “You’re ONLY on Fountain of Youth?!?” By the time I got home, I still had the sixth juice and the matcha bowl. There was no way I could eat actual food let alone another juice, so I put the matcha bowl in the fridge and opted for the Good Weed drink.