Sunday Scribbling #138: Grapefruit
[Forbidden in Barbados]
Forbidden in Barbados, lush green
Fruitful pomelos,
Captain Shaddock’s baby boy,
These evergreen, four-petaled, acidic
Cultivars—Ruby red—
Oblate,what has travel
To do with any of this?—
Reverend Griffith Hughes,
Count Odette Phillipe,
Sulfur-containing terpenes all:
naringin, bergamottin & dihydroxybergamottin,
the Winken, Blinken, and Nods
of hortiferous horticulture,
ancient dulce de leches-laden
toronjas rellenas,
meaty analogues all
spiffy in their
Jordache jeans,
What’s not to be grapefruitful?
Forbidden in Barbados, lush green
Fruitful pomelos,
Captain Shaddock’s baby boy,
These evergreen, four-petaled, acidic
Cultivars—Ruby red—
Oblate,what has travel
To do with any of this?—
Reverend Griffith Hughes,
Count Odette Phillipe,
Sulfur-containing terpenes all:
naringin, bergamottin & dihydroxybergamottin,
the Winken, Blinken, and Nods
of hortiferous horticulture,
ancient dulce de leches-laden
toronjas rellenas,
meaty analogues all
spiffy in their
Jordache jeans,
What’s not to be grapefruitful?
Labels: say what
posted by murat11 at 11:50 AM
20 Comments:
Oh, murat, bless you and all your grapefruitiness. This was just the perfect antidote for this week.
Too funny. Are you grateful for grapefruit?
anno, you are most welcome: anything to keep the steely bureaucrats at bay.
j: just part of my ongoing feud with the Scribbling mavens. I am more grapefruitful for grapefruits than I am for Hallmark card prompts: they bring out the nasty boy.
Astringent, and full of vitamin C - for Clever...now, where's that dictionary?
Brother Stan: Those wide-assed dictionaries would be in Wranglers, yes?
Love the humor. I'm grapefruitful!
"Say what", indeed! I am grapefruitable for this post.
Ohmigawd, the post is wildly funny and so are the comments! Great job and there's no doubt you're out of the hallmark competition!
Travel? Every Christmas the Pittman & Davis ruby reds travel from Texas to Vermont. Not long after, the Collin Street Bakery fruit cake follows from Corsicana. This has been going on for years, years before I ever made Texas my second home for a nice long while. And I still wonder to this day how my parents knew some of the best stuff comes from Texas :-)
missalister
The title of the post gave me a giggle to begin with.
Grapefruits are quite beautiful. to tell you the truth I don't think I've ever eaten one. The juice is enough to make me cringe. A nice sweet orange works better for me.
BJR: So should we all be. Thank you and peas be with you.
Granny Smith: I always knew you were the grapefruitablest of us all!
Tumblewords: Thank you for confirming my ousting from the HallmarkFest.
Ms. A: How did they? Was there parental or grandparental time spent down in this Big Chaos, too? Something in the Ms A DNA must have helped guide you here for your 18-year sojourn.
Ms. Mood: Always good to impart some giggles, amiga. There is a grapefruit tree right next door, as it turns out. Next time you're tempted, cut that grapefruit in half, sprinkle on cinnamon and a little sugar (if it's really tart) and set it under the broiler until it plumps up (3-5 minutes?). Even mijo has loved that since he was a babe.
paschal,
When brain storming for ideas about gratitude and being grateful, grapefruits did not make my list. I now wonder why not! I don't think I'm well conditioned for gratitude by societal standards! I can be grateful for grapefruits! I'm grateful my annual order has been placed and they are on their way.
Oh, goodness, you rock!
present, my citrusine sister: welcome back to this week of gratefulness. girl, you are plenty well-conditioned for this wild motley of pre and post and always fab scribblers. rave on.
mil gracias, patois: seems the scribbling mavens set loose a lovely firestorm this week.
A brilliant piece and a fabulous take on grateful
Yo, Keith: Thank you for the props, my brother.
grapefruit indeed....lol :)
*~sis~*: indeedly indeed.
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