Please accept my apologies for all the negative things I may have said or thought about you over the last 40 years. Although I've always tolerated you, I've never really appreciated the REAL you. Growing up, I was lucky to have had canned fruit in the house - almost never fresh. As I grew older, fruit was something that other people enjoyed, but not really in my scope of interest until recently.
Then one of my favorite bloggers introduced me to playing with food by keeping track of the stickers from fresh fruit. How fun! And yesterday, 2 weeks into my fresh fruit fiesta, I decided to buy a fresh, ripe pineapple. Never before have I experienced such fresh sweet juicy goodness, rivaled only by the infamously delicious Crown Comice pear.
You, my newfound spiky friend, are a new favorite! Beyond the disappointment of finding no quadrangle-clothed invertebrate living in you, my Kiddo likes you too!