My husband usually calls to chat when he’s commuting from work. “Remind me when I get home; I have something for you,” he said. I wondered what it might be. He often brings home little surprises. Sometimes it’s a pastry of some sort, or a plant, or a book that he thinks that I might like.
Not this time. This time, my husband brought these home from work. They were on the kitchen island in a small plastic baggie.
I looked at them through the baggie. I (cautiously! oh so cautiously!) eased them out of the baggie. I laid them out on the island.My husband stood just off to the side, watching, amused.
“So, what the heck are they?” I finally asked him.
“Guess,” he said.
My first thought was this: “Brian Dennehy called; he wants his pods back.”
🙂
He didn’t laugh. He really doesn’t get my jokes.
“Are they an insect of some sort?” I wondered, distracted by the little black “legs” protruding from the surface. “Nope,” he replied.
“Give me a hint, at least,” I begged.
“Well, it’s a fruit,” he said, unhelpfully.
A fruit? Really? Really? I considered this.
A very hairy, masculine strawberry? On testosterone, maybe.
After a while, I gave up, but he still didn’t divulge the fruit’s identity. He cut it open, removed the center (after which I was leaning back toward my pod theory) which turned out to be a smooth white spongy oval that resembled a small hard-boiled egg, except that there was a pit where the yolk should be.
It tasted like a grape. This, actually, was not useful in helping me to identify the fruit.
Turns out, it’s a Rambutan. So I tried it, which enables me to proclaim that at the age of 49, I got to try a fruit that I’d never had before…and may I just say, “Eeew.”
It is experience that I’m not in planning to repeat.
Karen, Bill might not get your humor, but I was in hysterics! Looks like something the cat coughed up.
It’s almost like its appearance is a warning ; )
You know, it kind of reminded me too much of an eyeball, looks-wise, for me to find it palatable. My husband liked it though.
You didn’t like it? This is commonly grown in our part of the world and during the last vacation we got a bag full of these fruits – for free. I like it. You are right – it resembles some sort of an insect.
hairy, masculine strawberry – good comparison 🙂