Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Life is like a box of...?

When a mystery package arrived from my grandmother out in AZ it had my coworkers and I shaking our heads. Whenever I get a package from my relatives I think of Forest Gump and the box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.

We were only slightly less confused once we opened the box and discovered 6 giant fruits staring back at us. We stared right back.

I walked down the hall carrying one of the giant orange behemoths, hoping that someone would be able to shed some light on this mysterious present. Alas, there were no fruit experts on duty that day. I consulted various websites including the aptly named We determined it was definitely in the citrus family.

They sat on my desk all day while I admired their size and beautiful color. They were a wonderful shade of orange mixed with bright pink. I endured the stares of curious coworkers who assumed I must have some strange, secret admirer who tries to woo his unsuspecting romantic interest with fruit of an unknown variety. I did nothing to deny these rumors.

I finally and reluctantly gave into the suspense by slicing into one. The frangrant and familiar scent of grapefruit filled the office. I wish I could say it was something more exciting like durian, but for the sake of the office, grapefruit is probably preferable. It was not only the color of the skin and the size that were intriguing, but also the rind that was more than an inch thick when we cut into it. If they tried to sell these bad boys in the supermarket, they would probably have many dissatisfied customers wondering what's wrong with their grapefruit. Well I would tell these customers to eat it and shut up. It's delicious. Better in fact than any commercial grapefruit you've ever tasted. A little research revealed that if the fruit sits on the tree for a while, the skin will become thicker but the fruit is fully protected inside. It was by far the sweetest grapefruit I have ever tasted.

My coworkers were more than willing to sample them and once I offered they seemed to disappear. After weeks of donuts, cookies, cupcakes and pizza I think that fresh fruit hanging around the office was something of a novelty.

I managed to put one aside for myself. The pictures don't do it justice. If you ever come across a grapefruit tree, take as many as you possibly can. And let me know, I'll be happy to take them off your hands.


  1. Oh dear, love the new background, but my comment disappeared... must be me.

  2. I'll try again - my poor child, you had many, many fresh grapefruit while growing up! Okay, so these did look a bit different, but still! And, if you thought they were good when you got them, imagine picking and eating instantly which we did every day we were there. Too good for words!

  3. and why did my first comment post as Wilma?