Biggles spent the workday at his computer, didn’t pull away. He’d finally figured out a few things while he was htmmelling and was running late to get out of there. Off went the two 21″ tube monitors, camera bag in hand and off he flew. Out and down the hallway, keep going and make a left through the machine shop. Ever so quietly he tossed the deadbolt to the side and slipped out in to daylight. Biggles cursed, “Owie, that orb burns.” As he approached his shiny blue wagon, he noticed something huge and mechanical on the ground at the driver’s door.
Creepy E said, “Here’s your juicer, foo.”
And what a juicer it is. Not familiar with a Champion Juicer? Well, now you are. It’s a 1/3 horsepower electric motor with rotating knives. Large whole carrots? No problem, ZZzzZZztttt! There’s a handful of reasons I like this brand of juicer. Nothing fancy, all serious business here. By its very design it can break down the cell structure of your fruits and vegetables. What this means is that you get more of what’s good for you. I do have a 25 dollar juicer, but the pulp is all soggy. The Champion’s pulp is bone dry, good for only the garden.
I’m home with Tiny E today and thought it a perfect time to clean the ol’ girl up and get her back on track. I need to replace a few parts (mostly for safety), but other than that, she’s doing just fine. I was able to knock out a quart of carrot/apple juice in only a few minutes. This she-beast can run continually with no cleanup, just keep cramming goodies down.
I’m off to the store for more things to juice. No more carrots though, I still have about 15 to 20 pounds left, a neighbor dropped them off. Time for lemons, oranges, grapefruits, celery, ginger, greens and whatever else I run across. I’m a huge fans of all things juicy, heh.