costco! dream shatterer.

Carrots

I did it again. I know you’ve done it. I convinced my husband that we really needed those three good sized bottles of carrot juice from Costco. The conversation went something like this: me: “ooh look they have carrot juice, it’s only $8 for 3! and it’s organic”

Ryan: “do you like carrot juice?”

me: “I don’t know, probably. I have a recipe that sounds really good. I can make smoothies every morning.”

Ryan: “hmm.” (in his mind debating if this is worth the argument, decides to forgo the $8 for marital bliss)

me: “they had just one bottle, not organic at target for like $4. this is a steal.”

Cut to a month later and Ryan is still drinking the carrot juice by himself. Ryder and I had smoothies one morning. Ryder looked suspiciously at the orange-y color of the smoothie and decided it was not for him. I looked way past the color, enjoyed the smoothie, but unfortunately tried some carrot juice by itself one day. I am not in favor of it as a juice. It tasted dirty and sweet. Dirty like dirt. I thought Costco was going to deliver me into a world of fitness and healthful eating in one $8 package of carrot juice. It was not to be. Now I am on an unspoken Costco probation period where my Costco desires must be scrutinized more closely than before. It’s understandable. It’s a dangerous place for a small family, two of whom are picky eaters.

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