Tonight the kids let me revisit my Floridian childhood - and I got the joy of teaching them the real way to eat oranges. The kids wanted oranges for dessert...so we squeezed some fresh juice on our little juicer. And it was chock full of "dots," my childhood word for pulp. We made a little "juice box" like I did as a kid. (You cut the top off, but just barely. Then jab the knife around the inside. Then put your lips to the orange and suck out the juice while you gently squeeze the outside of the orange too. Totally messy and the whole area around your mouth will be red and irritated but it's awesome.) After you suck all the juice out, you can turn the orange inside out to tear the flesh away from the inside of the skin. Awesome!!
I didn't show them my other trick: throw a fresh-picked orange as hard as you can against the sidewalk (or side of the house - until you get in trouble), which will make it explode open, saving you the exhaustive time and trouble of peeling the orange to eat it. That way, you can quickly eat at least 4 or 5 before your face gets too irritated to eat any more. :)
I was proud of my neat-freak Avery - he really got into it and was an orange-y mess. Josiah was the fastidious one. Avery takes after me in the swimming area, too. Maybe he's got all my Florida genes inside!
2 comments:
I'm sure you know that mom always blamed me for the house and sidewalk decorations that were orange scented!
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That is so not true. I got in just as much trouble!! That's why we went to the sidewalk instead of the house, because I got in trouble! :)
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