More Fruit for Mom (and other casual readers)
Hi Mom. Hopefully you got your wireless internet set up now, and didn’t instead hang yourself from a wire due to the incredible frustration that results from anyone who tries to set up a PC network. Good luck there. Everyone in the comment box, tell Ma she is brave for trying to set up a PC wireless network.
I have some more fruit to write about.
So, here is before, and there is after.
1. Jeruk Imperial
The one that looks like an orange. It is an orange. "Imperial Orange" From Australia. Small, and unusually tasty.
If I were a wealthy man, I would have a bushel of these little things shipped to my compound everyday, and before retiring for my morning avocado bath, I would have a fresh squeezed glass of juice made from these little things, and it would make my day that much sweeter.
And like a proper imperialistic exercise, it is small, and leaves little footprint, but enriches your own personal culture with refreshing flavors.
It’s really small, and reall sweet. Get it?
2. Markisa
At home we call this Passion Fruit, although I find that the Latin American variety is usually purple in color apparently?
You just tear through the packaging foam-like shell to reveal the wealth of seeds inside, which are not un-pomegranate-like - a small amount of fruit around a small seed, best consumed in large bursts all at once. Of course, I had a mouthful of the fruit-covered seeds in my mouth, trying to spit out what was left after carefully disconnecting the flesh from the pits before I found on the internet that you’re just supposed to chew the seeds. *Crunch* *Crunch* *Crunch*.
The appearance of this is totally Star Trek fruit, you know? A Klingon general tears into one while watching Captain Kirk throw out his back during hand-to-hand combat with something that looks like it got laid off from the Magic Kingdom. Geordi La Forge mistakes one for a tricorder while Captain Picard performs a soliloquy and endows a human rights scholarship (way to go Captain Picard!).
Jack, I tried to come up with a Chakotay joke just for you, but I’m afraid I didn’t watch enough Voyager in my day.
It’s the weird conrast between the yellow fruit and the somewhat slimy, alien-color purplish-gray seeds that makes it Star Trek fruit. That’s what I mean.
It’s delicious. I only bought two because I was skeptical, and had not figured out how to eat it, but I think I will buy more.
June 29th, 2005 at 6:07 pm
Michael - Your fruit is amazing, as are your star trek references, and your mother for braving wireless networks. DC is humid and possessing only boring fruit. Hope all is grand.