I was gearing up to judge all St. Patrick's Day partakers, including the Rustbelt Farmer and his brother. But you know what they say, pride cometh before the fall, and fall I did! I was a mere two drinks into my [dehydrated] Friday night, ie: St. Patrick's Day Eve, when I totally and completely biffed it. I'm not even sure what happened. Did I just step on my own sweatpants? Needless to say, I'm not currently in a place to judge those who may still be suffering from a very intense holiday celebration. I too may need the power of these Green Detox Smoothies. In the least, I may still need an ice pack.