Pom

13 11 2006

The pomegranate is, in the sorry event you neglected to Google how to eat it before diving in, the crayfish of fruits: a chore for the fingers, with very little reward. Bites, small and few, paced by tiresome peeling and picking, are ritually punctuated by the spitting of seeds, which although edible, are bitter. Imagine an orange with the fibers of each slice enlarged, each made a sac to house a seed. The skin is neither thick nor difficult to remove. The pith peels easily away from the seed sacs. What little flesh there is—mostly liquid—jets out at the slightest pressure, staining clothes. Your tongue tries to press the remaining juice from the fibrous mass inside your mouth before giving up and relinquishing it to the plate.

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18 12 2006
sport

Pomegranates are geodes, smooth rocks exploding with inner crystals. The only real thing to wonder about the pomegranate is, why why why did Persephone eat so few grains?

18 12 2006
twinkiethekid

So she wouldn’t have to go back to hell. For as long. Knew there was something diabolical about that fruit.

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