Welcome to My Morning Cup!
Coldest morning yet. 35 degrees out and Tucker (...my thoroughly spoiled black and white Tuxedo cat) is snuggled on a fuzzy throw purring happily.
Whatever we pay for heat...is a deal on mornings like these.
Watching Sandy (now upgraded to a Category One) off the East Coat warily.
I have friends and family in the cross-hairs and it is massive and slow moving. It is also about to collide with a cold air mass. A perfect recipe for flooding, ice storms or heavy snow. Everyone hoping for the best...and preparing for the worst.
As many of you already know from Lagnaippe, this year and every year to follow is dedicated to "Trying Everything".
Firsts.
Ferreting out all those things I have gone over 50 years without experiencing/embracing and...well...doing them.
Today for the first time I am cleaning/preparing and (hopefully enjoying) a fresh Pomegranate. Have always seen them...enjoy the flavor of the prepared juice mixtures (grenadine)...but have never ever bought and prepared one fresh.
The fruit is technically a berry. Varies in color from blush pink to deep red. Grows on trees. Originated in Iran, but is now grown throughout the world. I think mine came from Southern California. Their peak season runs from September to February, so this one should be at its finest. An apple like shape and appearance...enclosing hundreds (sometimes thousands) of edible seeds. Priced at only $1.00 each at a local market.
Will follow up tomorrow...
