Here's the thing I realised about my ritual glass of wine: I didn't consume it each night to "turn up" or party by any means. It was merely a treat after a long day's work and something I genuinely looked forward to and enjoyed. Although replacing it with the juice felt like I was making a better choice for my body, it needed to be a flavour that I truly savored to feel like a reward. If the beverage was bitter or superpungent, drinking the juice felt like something I had to do, not something I necessarily wanted to do.