So there’s this fruit called watermelon that they have in most areas of our country, and then there’s this stuff they call watermelon that they have in Alaska. And let me tell you, as a self-appointed watermelon connoisseur, they are NOT the same thing. So one of the many enjoyments of visiting the east coast, in addition to visiting family, hot weather (not sure if this counts as an “enjoyment” when it’s over 100 degrees…), sweet corn, and thunderstorms, is watermelon.
I really like food. And the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree for this one. My mom loves food, and consequently, my granddad LOVES food. This is all fantastic in my opinion. Freshly caught Chesapeake Bay blue crab, homemade vanilla ice cream with fresh peach sauce, sweet corn only done right if butter is dripping from your elbows as my granddad says, and of course, watermelon.
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