A little more from CullenofAdelaid when not in the fray. A tragic on two levels: Gardening and Cooking, with welcome interruptions from family and the wonder that is the world and its people.
Saturday, July 16, 2011
The exquisite pleasure of my own blood orange
There's only been nine on the tree this year but it's a young tree.
But I have to confess to unbridled delight in peeling one this afternoon and eating it in the back yard. Those reddening cells and sweet tartness. Amazing.
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