If Goliath Were A Citrus
February 24, 2009 § Leave a comment
While cavorting around Wal-Mart on Friday, Roomie #1 and I stumbled upon the bin of “exotic” fruits, which held a bunch of large, light-green spheres labeled “pomelos”.
“WHAT are these?!” I exclaimed as I examined one. She took it from me and began tossing it in the air. “I don’t know, but I really want to play soccer with it or something.”
JZ came over and explained that pomelos are like grapefruit, except even bigger. Astounded, I knew that I had to try one. The best-looking one was the one that Roomie #1 had been throwing up and down, but fortunately, as I discovered, the rind of a pomelo is over an inch thick.
This is how big it was, compared to my iPod:
It was quite an ordeal breaking into that thing. I believe that it was not ripe yet, because it was rather dry inside, which made it difficult to break through the sections. It was a messy process indeed.
The inside of the rind felt very strange and spongy, like insulation. The taste of the flesh was similar to to grapefruit except less tangy; I didn’t bother trying the skin [pith?] because I figured it would be bitter.
All in all, it was not a terrible experience, but it was also not one that I would choose to repeat. I think I’ll stick to regular grapefruit from now on.
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