So it Turns Out I’ve Never Had Fruit Before.

I thought I had. But, like travelling in first class after a flight mix-up, I can never go back to regular flying again. I tasted some fresh, beautiful fruits in Hawaii, and now I can never go back (except when I have to for work visa reasons!)

On my trip to the Big Island, I would stumble over to Bongo Ben’s cafe for breakfast each morning. In addition to the tasty kona coffee (!) they would give me a plate of pineapple.

And, like I said, I’ve never had fruit before in my life until that morning.
hawaiian pineapple
The pineapples in Canada are imported from Mexico, and they are hard. And sour, and not very good.

Which is nothing against Mexico and their fruits. I’m sure that, when you’re in Mexico, they are fresh and tasty. But when you pick pineapples before they’re ready (so that they last longer) and then drive them 3,000 km north, well then there’s a certain taste factor that gets lost in the whole process.

But these Hawaiian pineapples? Oh my sweet Jesus they were tasty. They are soft, flavourful and dissolve in your mouth. I can’t even taste the sourness that our imported pineapples have.

Oh, and while you’re here, you need to try the papayas.

But I hate papayas! I also hated papayas…they’re that weird fruit in the produce section that takes up space and only makes money when someone accidentally buys one. Am I right?

Except that you haven’t had them here. But here’s a tip: sprinkle a little lime juice on the Papya. It brings out the natural sweetness of the papaya. You will love it. At the very least, it will change your perspective on this sad sack fruit.

As much as we try to eat tropical fruits up here in Canada and the northern parts of the U.S., the taste between the same fruit in a different location really doesn’t compare.

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