I love grapefruit, and so does my family. We actually like all kinds of fruit and some of us are fruit Nazi's. I say this jokingly, but seriously some of us are very attached to our fruit. As an example, we went to Grandma Carol and Grandpa Bobby's a few years ago and I swear Eden ate like 5 clementines (picture to the right is for illustration only) in one sitting. She LOVES oranges of any kind so watch out, if you want your oranges don't leave her unattended by them or they will be gone.
Back to my original topic, grapefruit. I have evolved over the years as a grapefruit eater. When I was growing up we ate them sparingly, with a bunch of sugar and a grapefruit spoon. Then, I got married and Ahnica LOVES grapefruit. The only problem is that over the past few years our special serrated spoons have all disappeared, but one. This is a big problem when you have four people who love grapefruits and two who are Nazi fanaticals about them. So, what do I do? Improvise. That's what I do best, however, Ahnica doesn't always agree with or like my methods or the results. I love to think creatively, in fact it's when I am being creative that I am most in the "zone". I get a weird elation when the creative juices are flowing.
Back again to my original topic, grapefruit. So I improvise and change my grapefruit eating habits; instead of scooping the fruit out with the spoon, leaving behind all of the yummy pulp and and hard to squish out juices, I open it like an orange and de-skin the fruit. It is amazing this way! Here is a picture (left), maybe later I will show you how I do it, step by step, so it doesn't make a huge mess (oooo! Try to contain your excitement, please.). Happy eating!
I would never get to the fork part. I just peel it and eat it like an orange. Only pink grapefruit right? The yellow ones definitely still require the sugar.... not worth the bother.
ReplyDeleteYes, the pink ones only. You and Ahnica are on the same wavelength. She either eats it with the spoon or not at all. :) It is actually quite relaxing to watch the grapefruit wedge emerge from the skin in all its beauty. Like watching a baby be born; challenging to get out, but worth the wait. (Okay, so the analogy has much to be desired, but you get the picture.) Really, though, isn't it beautiful all those little bubbles of juice somehow joined together. I love it.
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