Category Archives: fruit
To be filed under ‘bizarre afflictions’, I awoke recently to a cup of coffee that left me with a bitter taste in my mouth. Not thinking much of it, it wasn’t until that evening that I realized that everything I’d … Continue reading
Oh, hi. I just tripped into this space and found lots of cobwebs, as well as an unused post — one filled with juicy purples and greens from July — that has been dangling here, waiting. Being something … Continue reading
Walking past this sidewalk fruit display – with its catchy watermelon-red plastic bucket set up to catch the drips from the melting ice – served as a vivid reminder.
Trying to come up with a snazzy way to fix these fruits into something fanciful. The rhubarb was a surprise in this week’s CSA delivery. The currants and gooseberries were impulse purchases at the farmers’ market. Any recipe suggestions out … Continue reading
At a lovely summer cocktail party in a light-filled apartment overlooking the river (it felt like being in a colourful aerie, each room being filled with fanciful plumage), there was this bowl of cherries.
A batch of fruit, cut up and soaked in a mixture of cognac and sugar for a while before having a bottle of white wine poured over it and drunk in a green, grassy backyard with a bunch of people … Continue reading
On the road, eating fruit out of a plastic flying saucer shaped tub while sitting in holiday traffic en route to a few days out of the bighothumidstickysidewalkedcity.
Maybe I’m partial to red, just possibly. I suppose the fact that red candies are often the first to go (think jelly beans or lollipops) illustrates the simple truth that red things generally tend to taste better – they’re juicier, … Continue reading
There is something about the light of February – its intensity and crispness – that speaks of what’s to come. When the brightness is combined with a deep blue sky, it only heightens the sense of possibility. And eating a … Continue reading