The Story of my Experiments with Fruit – Part 2

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Written By: Leanne Cordingley

This fruit, with which I’m sure you are all well familiar with, just had to be included in our experiments if only for the reason that somehow the arrival of the watermelon enabled me to convince Andy to pose half naked for these ridiculous photos:

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Actually though there are lots more reasons. Firstly I have a fond attachment to the fruit. I have a vague memory of being introduced to it on a holiday as a small child in Bulgaria. I was so in love with it then that I insisted we brought one back on the plane home with us. I can only imagine how ridiculous I must have looked as a skinny little kid climbing on to the plane with my arms proudly wrapped around the biggest melon I could find.

The next reason is that the experience of eating a ‘real’ watermelon is unlike any you ‘ll get from another fruit. I say real because I know, you can get watermelons at home, BUT believe me, they just aren’t the same. Watermelons you buy from a supermarket in the UK that have been shipped across the world are just enormous balls of hard, flavourless, light pink pap that are one of the things responsible for convincing people they don’t like fruit/vegetables/salad. It’s probably impossible to get a really good one, it won’t be ripened properly, it won’t be fresh and hence it won’t taste good.

On the other hand, get one from where it is grown and they are something quite different. You cut into it with a knife and the melon practically pops open as the juicy insides try to escape. You cut a slice and smile at the pleasing ripe reddy-pink colour with beautiful lines of black pips. You take a bite and your mouth is filled with one of the most refreshing, juiciest fruit sensations ever. It also has comedy value. No matter how carefully you try to eat it this fruit has an amazing ability to cover a person head to foot in juice. After the first bite it is running down your chin, by the end of the first slice it’s all down your arms, all over your face and probably dripping on your legs.

There’s a reason why Andy wasn’t wearing any clothes.

2 Responses to “The Story of my Experiments with Fruit – Part 2”

  1. Andy Says:

    I was wearing SOME clothes!

  2. Sev Says:

    skinny buggers

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