Monday, March 30, 2009
If someone were to give me the choice between chocolate cake and a bowl of fresh fruit, I'd pick the fruit.
I know, some people might say that my preference is an insult to womanhood, America, humanity, or all three, but the truth is simple: I just LOVE fruit.
Maybe it's because I grew up in the central valley of California, which arguably has some of the best fruit on the planet. Maybe it's because my Mom cut back significantly on my sugar intake after I got 15 cavities in one trip to the dentist (sorry, Mom). But maybe it's just because fruit is SOOOOO good. I mean, how can you go wrong with fruit? It's sweet, juicy, and it doesn't make you sick afterward. It's natural goodness!
I will say, however, that not all fruit is created equal. I'm partial to strawberries, pineapple, and nectarines (white ones, especially). Though, when it comes down to it, as long as it's ripe and fresh, I'm a happy camper. I still miss being home for all the farmer's markets in the summertime. One time, I even smuggled a half flat of strawberries back on the plane in my carry on luggage.
So, fruit, thank you for bringing so much joy to my life for the last 24 years. I look forward to many more days of enjoying your presence in my life! :)
P.S. - Mom, I'm sorry about that day that you bought strawberries from the roadside stand and I screamed until you gave me one to eat in my car seat. I just really like them, and they're so good when they're still warm from the sun.