Your Weekly New Seasons Post
Not a lot going on at New Seasons today, but I was delighted (DEEE-Lighted!) to see citrus sampled. There were tiny mandarin oranges for the kids and grapefruit juice was being squeezed and there was cocktail citrus too.
According to the very enthusiastic citrus woman, people don’t want to touch cocktail citrus, “because of the color. People see yellow and equate that with tart.” She wasn’t telling me this, but was talking to her friend and I was standing there thinking, ‘hell, yeah yellow citrus is tart!’ I’ve mistakenly bought grapefruit dozens of times thinking they were Ruby Reds, but turns out they were just regular-olds and then I felt like my face was going to fall off because it was so fucking tart. Funny, that phrase, fucking tart, rings a bell. Anyway, if she had been talking to me, I would have taken that as a double-dog dare and sucked down the cocktail citrus, peel and all, on the spot, but fortunately for my esophagus, she was still addressing her friend. And plus, I’m not here to front all over New Seasons with the wicked culinary game of Fear Factor that’s always playing in my head. Before you comment, no I still didn’t try the cocktail citrus. Hello, Yellow = Tart. And a review: Bumper stickers = Truth. Us Magazine = Truth.
Sorry about the crap-tacular picture, but I get really nervous taking pictures in public. I think someone is going to turn around and start screaming, “there’s a crazy person taking photos, everyone run for your lives!” Because it is totally crazy to take photos of the food samples at New Seasons. I understand that. But this activity becomes perfectly reasonable when I add words and post it on the Internet.
Just like Thin Mints are the only kind of Girl Scout Cookie, Texas Rio Star is the only kind of grapefruit.
California Ruby Red? Nope. Not even close.
Cocktail citrus? Not so much. Pommelo? Ugli? White grapefruit? No, no, no.
What’s cocktail citrus?
Well, a cocktail citrus looks like a grapefruit. Except, I guess it’s not. Anyone try one of these? And those ugli things have got to go.
Yeah, Steve, I’m from California. So I vote for Ruby Red all the way, and pumping my own gas and a speed limit of 65 on the freeways. And booze at the grocery store. Please, can we Californicate Oregon on these points?
“A cocktail citrus is a result of the marriage of Pummelos and Mandarins.”
That’s from this handy-dandy citrus flyer on New Seasons’ website:
http://tinyurl.com/2ddgta
They’re really, really good, and not tart.
In Iowa you can get booze in the grocery store, pump your own gas and drive 70 on the freeways so mabe we should “Iowanize” Oregon.
And non tart grapefruit? That’s as sacreligious as adding strawberries to a nice puckery rhubarb pie!
I wouldn’t mind bringing Iowa’s unflappable support of public education to Oregon, too.
Hey, I’m from Iowa - and I like the way you think.
My wife and I have often said that Portland feels like Midwest meets the West Coast.
And I wouldn’t complain if we could buy the fixin’s for a White Russian at the grocery store…
Melissa, I think we need to have a offering plate at the next meetup to get you a new cam.
Seriously.
I appreciate that, and if the beer doesn’t suck up the money, which I totally understand that it would do, I am getting a new phone, but not until June when my contract with a really rotten carrier expires and then I will sign with an equally rotten carrier, but it will be new and seem somehow less rotten. And I’ll get a new phone. You can tell me which model to get.