On our weekly shopping list it usually says, “fun fruit” in JustAwesome’s tight scribble. She writes this, I believe, because she loves me. I will never eat an apple or an orange for dessert, but I am usually super excited to have a pineapple, mango, pomegranate or even some grapes. (Especially frozen seedless champagne grapes. The best!) Sometimes they’re organic, sometimes they’re not. And, of course, they’re not local. I feel bad about that, I do, but I feel good about my shrinking waistline.
If there was a fire I’d grab: my pants, my girl, my dog and my mango slicer. I know that real cooks pooh-pooh unitask tools, but I am not a real cook and honestly, I doubt your mangos are as easy-to-prepare as mine. I’d go so far to say that you probably barely ever eat them. Because they’re such a drag to cut. Pooh-pooh on you, naysayers.
Easy to cut. Easy to clean. Fun fruit.