Wow, I just had the tastiest grapefruit. I spent far too many years hating the poor fruit. Only since I've been with Will have I discovered how amazing grapefruit is. Will is an aficionado of all things sweet, from ripe grapefruit and Sumo Citrus to Starburst jelly beans and Peeps. I know if Will holds out a slice of something and says, here try this, it will be worth my while.
I even have special spoons. I'm not usually all fancy about kitchen tools. I'll use a fork for an egg beater, a pot lid for a strainer. But I own a set of grapefruit spoons, and I love them. I slice a grapefruit in half, sprinkle some turbinado sugar on top, and dig in with my special serrated-edged spoon. Oh my goodness it's so juicy and sweet.
My inner-nine-year old pokes a finger inside her mouth and pretends to gag at the thought of what's become of me. I used to hate grapefruit back then, when I was "encouraged" to eat it on my Weight Watchers diet. I thought of grapefruit the same way I thought of Tab. Something you only consume if you're on a diet.
Thankfully my husband's unvarnished sweet tooth corrected that myth.