Chayote must be boiled in a pot for a brief period until the fruit is soft and slightly tender. The sometimes coarse and nettled skin may be peeled, whereas smooth skin may be consumed along with the fruit. The flesh is bland and reminiscent of a well-boiled potato. At its best consistency is similar to that of watermelon. If water should drip from the corner of one’s mouth, it is alright. The long and slender pit must never be discarded. It is in fact the crowning achievement of the chayote. If desired both the pit and the flesh may be salted, but those who possess a purist within them will do well to abstain. Chayote may be eaten inside a dwelling. It is recommended that a single chayote be picked up and taken along for a walk in the evening, during which music could seem to rain down from above.
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chayote
Chayote must be boiled in a pot for a brief period until the fruit is soft and slightly tender. The sometimes coarse and nettled skin may be peeled, whereas smooth skin may be consumed along with the fruit. The flesh is bland and reminiscent of a well-boiled potato. At its best consistency is similar to that of watermelon. If water should drip from the corner of one’s mouth, it is alright. The long and slender pit must never be discarded. It is in fact the crowning achievement of the chayote. If desired both the pit and the flesh may be salted, but those who possess a purist within them will do well to abstain. Chayote may be eaten inside a dwelling. It is recommended that a single chayote be picked up and taken along for a walk in the evening, during which music could seem to rain down from above.
tunas
I sulked around this weekend, partly due to the death of someone I only knew from Internet posts and because this damn busted toe is still irking me. In any case, one of my favorite things to do when I sulk and comtemplate matters is eat. Unfortunately for me I couldn’t find what I wanted most, which is tunas. You northern folk might know them as prickly pears. I mean, I had everything. I had the giant bowl full of water and ice to soak them in, the knife to trim off the needles (if necessary), and even some lemon to give them an acidic kick. But no tunas. No goddamn tunas anywhere. We used to pick these off nopales that people grew just off the street. They’re found everywhere down in Mexico, where cacti of all sorts really do coat the landscape. I don’t know why (this is a lie, by the way, as people always know why), but I thought of eating tunas while lying in a hammock near the sea. This is so possible that it disgusts me to remain here, tunaless, and write like this is the only thing available to me.
tunas
I sulked around this weekend, partly due to the death of someone I only knew from Internet posts and because this damn busted toe is still irking me. In any case, one of my favorite things to do when I sulk and comtemplate matters is eat. Unfortunately for me I couldn’t find what I wanted most, which is tunas. You northern folk might know them as prickly pears. I mean, I had everything. I had the giant bowl full of water and ice to soak them in, the knife to trim off the needles (if necessary), and even some lemon to give them an acidic kick. But no tunas. No goddamn tunas anywhere. We used to pick these off nopales that people grew just off the street. They’re found everywhere down in Mexico, where cacti of all sorts really do coat the landscape. I don’t know why (this is a lie, by the way, as people always know why), but I thought of eating tunas while lying in a hammock near the sea. This is so possible that it disgusts me to remain here, tunaless, and write like this is the only thing available to me.
broccoli
People don’t like broccoli? What about cauliflower? Oh, and mushrooms. Pile it all on my plate. Give me yours. Pop it like popcorn, fuck yes I do.
broccoli
People don’t like broccoli? What about cauliflower? Oh, and mushrooms. Pile it all on my plate. Give me yours. Pop it like popcorn, fuck yes I do.