One Juicer at a Time.
As I neurotically debate about whether to add a juicer to my wedding registry, fantasies of (potentially) relocating to a more crowded city with smaller (uninhabitable) living spaces (aka my former New York City apartment) flash before my hungry eyes. Torn between my unrealistic fantasy of limitless portions of fruits and vegetables and the harsh reality of dusty clutter including a juicer that never actually left its box, I officially decide to add it to the list, leaving it in fates hands (or those of my matrimonial guests) to make the final decision for me: to juice or not to juice. Enjoy!
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Hallelujah
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