DBD #15 Detox Feast: handsome: check. educated:check. good conversationalist:check. Chris invited me to dinner after a few days of talking and I was quite thrilled. We met up at a charming little place in Sugar House, and he was holding a mason jar of vomit. Well it looked like pink vomit. We sat down and after the usual pleasantries, "nice to meet you", "you are cuter in person", blah blah blah, Chris says to me, "go ahead and order whatever you want. I'm on a detox cleanse so I'm not going to order". WHAT?! this charmer invited me to dinner and instead of eating, he was going to suck back his mason jar of beet, celery, carrot, kale, ginger, cayenne, spinach juice. Not only did it look like barf, but it made me want to barf when I smelled it. Needless to say I didn't order. I suggested we just talk outside and 45 min. later it was all over. Conversation was rough. Either he or I were dry-heaving at the smell of his concoction. Best part, his 7 day detox was ending the very next day. I would have gladly waited 24 hrs. and spared myself the smell of his mason jar.