Death Juice

My teenage daughter is always trying new diets.  It seems to be the thing to do among kids her age.  The diet of the week is called a Paleo Diet.  Supposedly, it's all the natural stuff humans are supposed to consume. She read the list of foods and ingredients needed.  Since it was all healthy, I gave her the go ahead to try it.

Day one came, and on the breakfast menu, was a smoothie made of coconut milk, fresh berries and peanut butter.  She pulled out the blender, dumped in the ingredients, and pressed the "blend" button.  A couple minutes later, she had a brownish-purplish concoction.

She  poured it in a glass and took a sip.  "OMG. This is awful!"  (Yes, she literally did say, O M G.)

"It can't be that bad," I said.  "Let me try some."

I poured a little in my glass.  And let me tell you, she was right.  It was horrible!  I don't know what the problem was:  Bad berries.  Bad coconut milk.  But it was so bitter, that even I had to discard it.

"You know what this is?" my daughter said.  "Death juice!"

Needless to say, death juice is no longer on the Paleo Diet menu!