| Monday, December 2, 2002 |
17:37 - Pomegranates Kick Ass
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It's pomegranate season, and has been for some time now; and you know what that means:
 
Life is good.
(Look at that crappy haul, though. A couple weeks ago I was picking up pomegranates in Safeway that were netting me whole glass tumblers full of seeds. These ones are nice and tart, though.)
...What? No, I'm not going to cut the pomegranate in half! Every seed is precious! Each one must remain inviolate and pristine, until I eat it, which I cannot do until they have all been removed. The opening of a pomegranate and the extraction of the seeds is a long, laborious ordeal of dedication, and it is richly rewarded at the end. Thus is it spoken in the Holy Book of Brian.
By the way, I got some Torani pomegranate syrup (grenadine, in the fine print); that crap tastes nothing like pomegranates. It's all sweet and stuff. Plus it tastes like it was made from an entirely different fruit; even if I dumped in a whole glassful of lemon juice, it still didn't taste anything like what I was hoping for. It tasted like cherryade and Hawaiian Punch and corn syrup. What's up with that?
Hesh wants citric acid!
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