The wonders of wheatgrass 24
Wheatgrass is one of those things I thought only extreme health food nuts drank. The few times I have had it in the past I nearly gagged at the taste. I would bravely toss it back like I was doing a shot of whisky, quickly “chasing” it with a wedge of lemon or orange and then shuddering at the aftertaste. Could good health really be worth subjecting myself to such treatment?
Surprisingly, I have rediscovered wheatgrass and have found that I actually do not mind the taste anymore. Granted, I am not salivating over the thought of my first shot every morning…it doesn’t rank up there with the taste of freshly squeezed orange juice, but it is no longer quite so revolting. I suppose the last few months of being high raw (eating about 80% raw foods) has something to do with this phenomenon. My body must be adjusting to the increase in green vegetables so it now views wheatgrass as a welcome friend rather than foe. I’m sure there is a much more scientific explanation, but I’m not really that interested in finding out.
