He told me that there's no such thing as buying a piece of fruit from the store and waiting a few days to let it 'ripen'. Ripening happens on the vine. Ripening happens when a piece of fruit soaks up a bunch of nutrients from the tree.
When you buy unripe fruit and put it on your counter to get soft, that's ROTTING, not ripening.
He mentioned this to me a while back and I haven't been able to forget it. The man changed fruit for me forever.
I eat berries. Those are picked ripe. But I fear I may never taste a nectarine again. In fact, I have trouble mustering up an appetite for most fruits now. I often have to ask myself 'did I eat any fruit this week?' and then Google the symptoms of scurvy.
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| To be honest, I don't miss pears. #Mealy |
Speaking of olden-days diseases, what do you reckon you would have died of on the Oregon Trail? I asked myself this question the other day and this is what I concluded:
Dysentery - Definitely not. My bowels tend to swing the other way.
Snake bite - No, I don't think so. I'm far too paranoid and vigilant to let a snake sneak up on me.
Exhaustion - I'm not even convinced this is possible. Die of exhaustion? Sounds like something Lohan would make up.
Cholera - Same answer as dysentery. If you know my health history, then you know I'm not a cholera type of girl.
Drowning after attempting to ford the river - Ding ding ding! You've got a winner! This is definitely how I would have died on the Oregon trail. Rather than doing the smart thing and paying an Indian guide to take me across, or even "caulking the wagon and floating it", I would have been impatient, thrown caution to the wind and just gone for it.
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Stay tuned for tomorrow's post topic: who would I have eaten first if my family had been in the Donner Party?
TGIF,
Margaret
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