Do you ever get on a kick for a particular kind of food, and you’re not sure why? Like, you suddenly crave roasted Brussels sprouts or onion rings or can’t get enough BLT sandwiches?
That’s where I am with grapefruit these days. I’ve always liked grapefruit, but I sure have been in love with it lately. It started when I was getting over the flu, so maybe it’s because I was dehydrated and looking for something cool and juicy, or maybe my body needed vitamin C.
It could also have something to do with the time of year. Although grapefruit is in season somewhere in the country pretty much all year round, I often associate it with Christmas. When my sister and I still lived at home, my grandmother sometimes sent our family a case of Florida grapefruit. I can still picture those beauties nestled in layers of brown egg-crate packing. Now, we always have grapefruit for breakfast on Christmas morning with my in-laws.
The grapefruit we see in the store was likely grown in Arizona, California, Texas or Florida. The ones I’ve been gobbling up lately are called Texas Rio Star, and they’re as pink as a jewel with fat, juicy, glistening flesh. Anybody who has tasted grapefruit or grapefruit juice knows the fruit is both sweet and bitter. I unapologetically put real sugar on my grapefruit before I eat it –but just a light sprinkling.
If you are not taking any drugs that interact with grapefruit (and it’s important that you know whether you do, so ask your pharmacist or doctor if you aren’t sure), then maybe you’re going to want to have some grapefruit this weekend now after listening to be blather on about it. You won’t be disappointed if you do.
Do you like grapefruit? Have you been on any food kicks lately?