Grapefruit

I like grapefruit.  That is all. Ok, so this is a pretty inane entry. They can't all be gems people! 

Just kidding, there's more to write.  I thought it was funny.  Ok, so it was a pretty bad joke.  They can't all be gems people! 

Seriously now.

Grapefruits remind me of my dad.  I remember when I was a little kid he showed me how to eat them with a grapefruit knife.  Maybe I've always been easily amused, but i thought it was so cool that there was a separate knife just for that fruit.  I think it really increases the perceived value of the fruit. Like, it MUST be good!  Why else would it have it's own utensil? You don't see like brussel sprout spoons or liver forks, and obviously it must be because they're terrible.  I'm sure you see my point.  I rest my case.

So anyway, when I came to LA, Aamir (old roommate) was eating grapefruits (not literally the moment I landed), except he didn't know how - he was peeling them and eating them with his hands!  As if they were oranges. Uncivilized. Blasphemous. And a little sticky.

So I bought a grapefruit knife and showed him the way.  And he was amazed, and said wow, how did you find that?

And I told him - my dad showed me how.