The V-8 Mystery

I was one of those people, just like on the commercial, that said, "I could have had a V-8." Every so often, maybe not more than once a year, I'd have a V-8. I really liked it, and I liked the idea of it, and I'd say "I'm going to drink this more often."

Then I'd go to the store and buy a six pack of those little cans, and they'd sit in the fridge until I threw them out. I've been doing this for years and years.

Recently I heard a news report about how juice in particular can curb the onset of Alzheimer's Disease. They even mentioned V-8. Once again, I hit myself upside the head, and said "I could have been drinking V-8."

I told my husband about it, and he surprised me with the news that he loves V-8. Go figure! Why didn't he drink what I had bought? What is it with this V-8?

So we decided together that we will drink V-8. After all, we do like it, right? This time, instead of those little cans, I thought I'd buy one of those big plastic jars, because we were so committed this time.

And it worked. We're drinking V-8 a few times a week, rather than a few times a decade.

What has made the difference between then and now?

I'll bet you think I'm going to wax eloquent about motivation, determination, or commitment. But I'm not. It suddenly hit me one day, just as I sometimes hit myself upside the head--the difference is the bottle. The V-8 tastes better from the bottle than the can. That V-8 I always thought I liked had an aftertaste. But from the bottle, it has no aftertaste.

What's my point? Everything matters. Presentation, color, even whether it's packaged in a bottle or a can. Pay attention. Your body is finely tuned. It knows what it needs.

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