Day three. Still alive. Fantasizing about sushi, lobster rolls from Pearl, the blue cheese burger and chicken liver toasts I had at the Spotted Pig on Sunday night and prosecco. Not to mention an enormous cup of coffee. Reaffirmed my dislike of celery, which is in half of the 6 juices I have been drinking each day (never quite got past that one). Looking forward to chewing.
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let me know if it works… I want to do a cleanse!
let me know if it works… I want to do a cleanse!