I'm sitting at my desk with a plastic container of dried kale--Brad's raw crunchy kale to be exact. According to the package, it is organic, gluten free, vegan, kosher and verified non GMO. Also, there is some banana, coconut and dried pineapple in there too. I think it must be the yellowish stuff that I was hoping was cheese.
Brad's photo is on the bottom of the package: square jaw, white hair, a dimple in his chin His story is that he adopted a "raw diet" and lost 40 lbs and overhauled his health.
Losing 40 lbs would be nice.
When I bought this, I brought it out when Tom and I sat down to watch a movie. "I bought some healthy munchies," I said. I set the dried kale between us.
"What's kale?" he asks
"Some really really healthy green vegetable.
He's always willing, so he tries a few mouthfuls. He shoves the container closer to me. "I think I've had all I'm going to have of that," he says. "It's not going to replace potato chips."
And that's why I'm sitting at my desk with this kale. It's been a whole weekend and I'm determined to finish it off.
Honestly, I imagine my own urine tastes like this. Hats off to you, Brad, but no thanks.