The best posts I read about fruit are metaphorical rather than literal, but the truth is I love grapefruit.
Instead of buying soda, I sometimes splurge and purchase the rather expensive fresh-squeezed grapefruit juice available sometimes at Macey's.
I work really hard not to see again that time I was there while the Macey's employee was pushing fresh citrus down the machine.
Did he wash it first? (I always wash my produce before I cut into it.)
Did he wash his hands???
The other day I stopped at the El Salvadoran restaurant on my way home from seeing The Post--by myself (the restaurant, not the movie, where I was met by a friend) and ordered their steak and fries because I knew the steak is marinated in grapefruit juice.
(I keep mistyping grapefruit.)
Even though I like it so very much, I rarely buy grapefruit.
Is it because the best grapefruit are sold at Sam's and I only have a Costco membership?
Am I lazy?
It takes time to loosen the flesh from the membrane and then scoop it out.
It's messy.
Ha! Life is messy.
And then you have to squeeze the dismembered--is cutting out the flesh dismembering? Disemboweled? I'd better stop two sentences ago--rind hard to extract all the tart juice.
In any case, I do love grapefruit.
I should enjoy it more often.
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