Saturday, Jedd and I had three terrific fruits at breakfast. They just happened (honestly, I didn’t plan this) to form a consonantal triumvirate:
- (k)antelope, and
The least familiar one is actually the most fun: it’s tart. Try it. You pop the whole little grape-sized citrus thingy in your mouth, skin and all. Oh, and did you know you can eat the fuzzy skin on a kiwi? I learned that a few months ago, and I do it about half the time now. Really not bad!
Maybe it’s because the weather here is so bad and so predictably heavy that I am finding blessing in cool foods this summer.