Starfruit.
Its very name is beguiling. I’ve seen it every week at the grocery store and often been intrigued. It has such an interesting, exotic appearance, with its five peaked lobes stretching along its shiny, yellow body. I always wondered what it was like, but never enough to try it. The other day, though, Karen noticed it, laughed, and asked what it was.
“Well, that’s a starfruit, and you cut it into slices that look like stars. We can get one and try it.”
“No, Daddy; I just wondered what it was. We don’t need to try it.”
It went in the cart anyway. Continue reading
The Heffron Family 