This little guy is the Pineberry. Looks like a white strawberry, with red seeds but tastes and smells like a pineapple. You can read all about him here: http://bit.ly/bsEpD9 These little wonders are going on sale this spring in the UK. I think it’s cool that there’s this little berry that tastes like a big ol’ pineapple.It got me to thinking about how we’re all just a big conglomeration of our experiences. Everything, good and bad in our life has brought us to be the person we are today. Pretty deep thoughts to get from a little pineberry. There’s not only the nurture aspect of things but the nature aspect as well. We’re each a hybrid of our parents genes and the generations before them. Okay, I’m not going too far down that road, but you get the picture.
How we deal with our experiences and (maybe to a degree)the influence genetics has over us, determines where we wind up. Whether we a bit more acidic like a tangelo; a tangerine and grapefruit combo. A bit more subtle like the jostaberry; a cross between black currants and gooseberries. Or you could wind up with a sweeter disposition like the grapple; a Fuji apple with Concord grape flavor. Then again, you could be a whimsical mixture of sweetness with a little sour bite in there like a pluot or aprium; both are a cross of plum and apricot. Whatever it is we’re all definitely unique and so is the new kid on the block, the pineberry. What are your thoughts on the mixture you’ve come to be?
I've never seen pineberries before - awesome! Can't wait to try it :)
ReplyDeleteI don't what I am - I'm going to have to think on this one for a bit.
Awesome theme. I love the color scheme, the fonts and the flowers. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteNow, to answer your question. I would have to say I'm a hibonion.
I know, I'm mixing apples and oranges, but I think that's the whole point ; )
First, the hibiscus in my garden is a pale yellow flower the size of a dinner plate and sports a red center. It is such a beautiful plant when it finally blooms--bigger than life, yet subtle. In addition, it is one of the very last perennials to awaken after the snow melts. In fact, this late bloomer doesn't even peek above the ground until after some of my other flowers are done blooming.
On to the onion. They are a staple in almost every meal I make and add a little oomph with their variety of flavors.
As a hibonion, I'm always there, but often a little late, I volunteer in many different organizations and I try very hard to extend a little hope, love or whimsy into the lives of those I touch. And like the cook, I have to be careful to balance the flavor of the onion with the foods around me. Not overbearing, but not invisible either.
Fun question!
Jemi, I wish they were going on sale in the US.
ReplyDeleteCate, hibonion - I love it. Great description of why'd you be one too. ;)
You have a gorgeous blog! Looking forward to reading more from you :)
ReplyDeleteI love your blog. It's so pretty, I feel at peace when I am here.
ReplyDeleteI would have to say I am a lime/coconut.