getting fruity

my old man & i have taken to eating a lot of fruit. real fruit, unlike the lovely candied fruit pictured here. we probably go through 4 lbs of grapes every week, and it's just the 2 of us here. a couple pineapples, a watermelon, a cantaloup or two, a couple pints of blueberries, and a couple pounds of strawberries. we each have what you'd call an official fruit salad every day - you know - one that was made on purpose and put into a bowl. and, by "bowl" i mean fauxperware container b/c i make them the night before. at any rate - we each have one of these and then we eat the grapes all day long b/c they sit right there in the fridger in a big bowl just grinning at us.

here's the thing about eating a lot of fruit - or eating a lot of anything - you get to know what you like. well, actually, there's not a food that i don't like, so it's not that i don't like certain things, but there are some that i like better. and, i didn't really know that until i started making these fruit bowls every day b/c as i am making it, i am like, hmm.... maybe my old man wants apples, but i don't. or, raisins. or, plums. or, cantaloup. not that i don't like those b/c i do like those, but i like the pineapples and the watermelon and the grapes more. and here's a pic of a salad with raspberries and kiwi and mandarin oranges and blackberries! i should be getting those! i like those even more-more!

okay, i realize that having the ability to discriminate among the food offerings of the world and choose those food offerings of which you wish to partake is a rather fundamental skill. good thing i am getting a handle on it now b/c i just don't have that much more time before i lose all my teeth and have to eat only applesauce.