Showing posts with label fruit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fruit. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
An open letter to the Universe (PM)
Dear Universe,
Hey girl.
I only have one question for you today. How come avocados are so expensive at the moment? They are really expensive! This one cost $3 at the market. And they are even more expensive - $4.50 each - at the IGA express near my house. What happened, girl?
Also, if you want to help J win tattslotto, she can have half of whatever I win with the ticket Mum and Dad gave me last night if you like. Might make things easier.
Ok, bye for now, friend.
Love from K
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
One track mind (AM)
There was a time in my life (a time when I worked a 40-hour week in a boring job) when I thought about little else than what I was going to have for dinner that night. By 11am I would have already decided on lunch and was contemplating, probably settling on dinner. I guess you could say that I still think about food a lot, and eat a lot, and cook a lot. But I guess things have changed.
You see readers, in our late-hiatus Miss Soft Crab meeting, a really productive meeting held over butter slathered roti and Asahi, K and I decided that we would dedicate a day to food every week here. We'd talk about stuff we'd cooked, stuff we'd eaten, stuff we'd thought about cooking or eating. You know food. But shit you guys, I've been busy. I know it was only two days ago that I told you all what a relaxing break I've had. But things have changed guys, I went back to work, then I had to plan a holiday that includes going to a wedding. These are difficult and time consuming things. And right now, right now while you are reading this, well I'm in Queensland. I'm on that holiday! And there is only one thing I can think about eating.
I had actually forgotten about this until LB mentioned it the other day, but in Queensland and northern NSW you can go to fruit farms or road stops and buy chocolate-covered frozen bananas. And since LB mentioned this I have thought of little else.
We only got here last night, and so I haven't eaten one yet, but as soon as we get in the car to head south I'm stopping at the first chocolate banana stand I see.
Maybe we'll hit Wet 'N' Wild first, or a beach, see some beautiful countryside. I don't know yet. But what I do know is that I better have a banana in my hand come the end of the day.
Are they even that good? I don't know. Maybe I just like them because they speak of the tropical north and early holidays LB and I took. I don't know, I don't care, I just want me a banana!
You see readers, in our late-hiatus Miss Soft Crab meeting, a really productive meeting held over butter slathered roti and Asahi, K and I decided that we would dedicate a day to food every week here. We'd talk about stuff we'd cooked, stuff we'd eaten, stuff we'd thought about cooking or eating. You know food. But shit you guys, I've been busy. I know it was only two days ago that I told you all what a relaxing break I've had. But things have changed guys, I went back to work, then I had to plan a holiday that includes going to a wedding. These are difficult and time consuming things. And right now, right now while you are reading this, well I'm in Queensland. I'm on that holiday! And there is only one thing I can think about eating.
I had actually forgotten about this until LB mentioned it the other day, but in Queensland and northern NSW you can go to fruit farms or road stops and buy chocolate-covered frozen bananas. And since LB mentioned this I have thought of little else.
We only got here last night, and so I haven't eaten one yet, but as soon as we get in the car to head south I'm stopping at the first chocolate banana stand I see.
Maybe we'll hit Wet 'N' Wild first, or a beach, see some beautiful countryside. I don't know yet. But what I do know is that I better have a banana in my hand come the end of the day.
Are they even that good? I don't know. Maybe I just like them because they speak of the tropical north and early holidays LB and I took. I don't know, I don't care, I just want me a banana!
Monday, December 17, 2012
Things I am going to do on my summer holidays (PM)
HAHAHAHAHA! This crab! Good one!
Well this crab also has two pincers and a high level of excitement about the holidays. And like K, I'm going to Puberty Blues the heck out of them!
I'm gonna hang out with my BFF, sit on the beach and watch my boyfriend surf. Make cakes when it rains. Seriously. And eat chiko rolls. Gado Gado chiko rolls! I can't effing wait. Might even make them tomorrow.
I'll be house sitting in a suburb actually near where my friends live so I may even see them! And I plan to have BBQs! YEAH! And because of the proximity to everything I will also be riding a bike around! Yeah. Gonna be a sweet 3 weeks.
I’ll probably also be wishing I had long, thin legs like the lady in the picture K stole from The Sartorialist because I’ll probably be wearing shorts and hating on my legs. And, if summertime dreams come true, I will also buy a summer dress I like.
Also, eat fruit.
Man I love the summer holidays.
Well this crab also has two pincers and a high level of excitement about the holidays. And like K, I'm going to Puberty Blues the heck out of them!
I'm gonna hang out with my BFF, sit on the beach and watch my boyfriend surf. Make cakes when it rains. Seriously. And eat chiko rolls. Gado Gado chiko rolls! I can't effing wait. Might even make them tomorrow.
I'll be house sitting in a suburb actually near where my friends live so I may even see them! And I plan to have BBQs! YEAH! And because of the proximity to everything I will also be riding a bike around! Yeah. Gonna be a sweet 3 weeks.
I’ll probably also be wishing I had long, thin legs like the lady in the picture K stole from The Sartorialist because I’ll probably be wearing shorts and hating on my legs. And, if summertime dreams come true, I will also buy a summer dress I like.
Also, eat fruit.
Man I love the summer holidays.
Labels:
A very crabby Christmas,
babes,
beach,
best things,
fruit,
Fun,
summertime
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Wednesday wonders - watermelon (AM)
Regular readers of this blog must think my brain is a total light weight, the frequency with which it is blown. But it's like the ads for SBS used to say, the world is an amazing place. So what's blowing my mind this week? Good question!
It's not just that watermelons are delicious. I mean most fruits are. Watermelons aren't even close to my favourite. Maybe that's too harsh, They are in the top 10. Probably. Whatever. The thing that blows my mind about watermelons is that they are huge and they have this very hard green shell and this soft, sweet, watery, PINK flesh. I mean, does that not blow your mind?
Think about discovering them! Watermelons are originally from Africa. Hot ass Africa and these sweet bastards just grow wild there. What a delight! I just think that, even though watermelons are not as delicious as mangoes or a good apricot, they are the most magical fruit. Apparently watermelon seeds were found in Tutankhamun's tomb! But I really hope they were not only for fancy people. I guess they are native so probably they are and have been widely available in Africa. According to the bible the Jews ate watermelons when enslaved by Pharaoh in Egypt! I guess watermelons were too bulky for them to take when fleeing, what a shame though, imagine watermelons at passover!
And they need bees for pollination! I know lots of things do, but growing watermelons requires a growers to have a beehive per acre! I kind of love that! And I wonder about watermelon honey! Why isn't that a thing?!
Watermelons, guys! Watermelons!
It's not just that watermelons are delicious. I mean most fruits are. Watermelons aren't even close to my favourite. Maybe that's too harsh, They are in the top 10. Probably. Whatever. The thing that blows my mind about watermelons is that they are huge and they have this very hard green shell and this soft, sweet, watery, PINK flesh. I mean, does that not blow your mind?
Think about discovering them! Watermelons are originally from Africa. Hot ass Africa and these sweet bastards just grow wild there. What a delight! I just think that, even though watermelons are not as delicious as mangoes or a good apricot, they are the most magical fruit. Apparently watermelon seeds were found in Tutankhamun's tomb! But I really hope they were not only for fancy people. I guess they are native so probably they are and have been widely available in Africa. According to the bible the Jews ate watermelons when enslaved by Pharaoh in Egypt! I guess watermelons were too bulky for them to take when fleeing, what a shame though, imagine watermelons at passover!
And they need bees for pollination! I know lots of things do, but growing watermelons requires a growers to have a beehive per acre! I kind of love that! And I wonder about watermelon honey! Why isn't that a thing?!
Watermelons, guys! Watermelons!
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Haiku Thursday (PM)
Haiku odes to my favourite winter fruits
The Kiwifruit
Kiwis. Love the fruit.
Love the peoples. Just LOVE the
Fuzzy Animal.
The Apple
Good to eat while nude
In a garden with your beau.
Also good in pie.
The Orange
I hope this tribute
Is as good as when they named
That colour 'orange'.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Persimmon: The Miss Soft Crab review (PM)
SHIT! I have been doing it all wrong!
I guess somewhere in my past I have had a delicious persimmon, because in my head there is this idea that they can be delicious. But definitely every recent memory of them is of fruit lacking fullness of flavour and with a somehow dry texture that feels funny on the tongue. It's cause I eat them when they are way under ripe. Geez shops, why you gotta sell a persimmon like that?! How the hells am I supposed to know any better. To be fair Baby loves them like this. But what does he know? He wants to go into the garden every day and see if the Easter bunny has left any eggs! He doesn't get the Easter bunny, how can you expect him to get the persimmon?! Anyway, ups his fruit intake so no complaints here.
But hang on! My mum buys and eats persimmons! Let me go talk to her about them.
***
OK, I'm back. Mum told me she likes the persimmon half ripe because she thinks the fully ripe ones are too intense. I'm going to go see if I can find a persimmon.
***
I'm back! And I found a persimmon!
Can you believe it?! But it was hard as a rock. So I didn't eat it. So basically what I am saying is I can add nothing to this review except don't eat them under ripe.
Sorry guys.
I guess somewhere in my past I have had a delicious persimmon, because in my head there is this idea that they can be delicious. But definitely every recent memory of them is of fruit lacking fullness of flavour and with a somehow dry texture that feels funny on the tongue. It's cause I eat them when they are way under ripe. Geez shops, why you gotta sell a persimmon like that?! How the hells am I supposed to know any better. To be fair Baby loves them like this. But what does he know? He wants to go into the garden every day and see if the Easter bunny has left any eggs! He doesn't get the Easter bunny, how can you expect him to get the persimmon?! Anyway, ups his fruit intake so no complaints here.
But hang on! My mum buys and eats persimmons! Let me go talk to her about them.
***
OK, I'm back. Mum told me she likes the persimmon half ripe because she thinks the fully ripe ones are too intense. I'm going to go see if I can find a persimmon.
***
I'm back! And I found a persimmon!
Can you believe it?! But it was hard as a rock. So I didn't eat it. So basically what I am saying is I can add nothing to this review except don't eat them under ripe.
Sorry guys.
Persimmon: The Miss Soft Crab review (AM)
Who here has eaten a persimmon before?
If you answered yes, great! You guys are totally on to it.
If you answered no, I say: don't worry guys, neither had I until Sunday. And you've totally come to the right place because today, Miss Soft Crab reviews the persimmon!
First things first: in case you are wondering what a persimmon is, it is an autumn fruit that, as you can see, looks a bit like a giant orange acorn and a bit like a tomato.
Perhaps, like me, you see them at the fruit shop from time to time, and wonder what they taste like, and whether you have room for you in your life for them. I guess for me, the fact that I had not tried one before Sunday suggests (spoiler alert!) that no, I do not have room in my life for the persimmon. This is largely because they look a little too much like tomatoes for my liking, and my brain finds it difficult to image how something that looks like a tomato could be a sweet fruit.
Regardless of my brain difficulty, the time to sample the persimmon came on the weekend when Neville's boyfriend G-Sepp brought me one from his garden. G-Sepp loves his garden so much that this one time, he shot a rat he found foraging within it with an air rifle. Who am I to refuse a persimmon from such a man, a man who would kill for his fruit and vegetables? I'm no fool, readers. I took that persimmon and waited until it was ripe.
I must say, I had a lot of reservations. G-Sepp told me to wait until it went all gooey and gelatinous before I ate it. Really? When it's gooey and gelatinous? But gooey and gelatinous are words that mean gross! Who does the persimmon think it is? I was actually pretty sure I was going to hate it, but I wanted to at least have one bite. When it took on this nasty, nasty texture, I cut it in to quarters and scooped out some of the fruity flesh to taste.
Basically, it is tasted like a delicious, fruity custard, only it wasn't custard, it was just fruit. You know how mango is really rich and creamy, but also fruity? Well that's what persimmon is like too! It's like the richest fruit there is. Within about two minutes of the first bite, it looked like this.
If you answered yes, great! You guys are totally on to it.
If you answered no, I say: don't worry guys, neither had I until Sunday. And you've totally come to the right place because today, Miss Soft Crab reviews the persimmon!
First things first: in case you are wondering what a persimmon is, it is an autumn fruit that, as you can see, looks a bit like a giant orange acorn and a bit like a tomato.
Perhaps, like me, you see them at the fruit shop from time to time, and wonder what they taste like, and whether you have room for you in your life for them. I guess for me, the fact that I had not tried one before Sunday suggests (spoiler alert!) that no, I do not have room in my life for the persimmon. This is largely because they look a little too much like tomatoes for my liking, and my brain finds it difficult to image how something that looks like a tomato could be a sweet fruit.
Regardless of my brain difficulty, the time to sample the persimmon came on the weekend when Neville's boyfriend G-Sepp brought me one from his garden. G-Sepp loves his garden so much that this one time, he shot a rat he found foraging within it with an air rifle. Who am I to refuse a persimmon from such a man, a man who would kill for his fruit and vegetables? I'm no fool, readers. I took that persimmon and waited until it was ripe.
I must say, I had a lot of reservations. G-Sepp told me to wait until it went all gooey and gelatinous before I ate it. Really? When it's gooey and gelatinous? But gooey and gelatinous are words that mean gross! Who does the persimmon think it is? I was actually pretty sure I was going to hate it, but I wanted to at least have one bite. When it took on this nasty, nasty texture, I cut it in to quarters and scooped out some of the fruity flesh to taste.
Basically, it is tasted like a delicious, fruity custard, only it wasn't custard, it was just fruit. You know how mango is really rich and creamy, but also fruity? Well that's what persimmon is like too! It's like the richest fruit there is. Within about two minutes of the first bite, it looked like this.
Within about another two minutes I had plundered it so thoroughly it looked way, way grosser than that. I could not believe how delicious it was. Readers, eat a goddamn persimmon as soon as you can!
Lets hear it for the persimmon!
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Haiku Thursday (PM)
Vitamin D
Doc says I need you.
So get up in my business!
Yeah sun, just like that.
So get up in my business!
Yeah sun, just like that.
Freckles
What am I, Irish?
Get off my face, idiots!
Unbelievable.
Get off my face, idiots!
Unbelievable.
Cherries
I think of you as
Nature's tiniest stone fruit
Cute! Now get in me.
Nature's tiniest stone fruit
Cute! Now get in me.
Haiku Thursday (AM)
Reflections on this time of year
Summer's bounty
A box of mangoes
A pineapple, raspberries
I bought all that stuff
Yellow peach
Oh shit yellow peach,
Yeah you did! Sweet and juicy
In my mouth. Do that!
Christmas shopping
Christmas makes me want
to buy a million gifts
FOR MYSELF! All wrong.
Summer
Oh, come on summer
What the eff?! Stick around some
Let the sunshine in
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