Out of Africa

I was cooing over the adorable baby pineapples at QFC this morning and the produce manager gave me one for free.  This was nice, because it had a $5.99 price tag hanging around its little neck.

I told him I wrote a food blog, which isn't exactly true, but it worked. These miniature pineapples come all the way from South Africa (rather a big carbon footprint) imported by a specialty fruit company in L.A. called Melissa's Produce.  From her website:

Also known as Queen Victoria Pineapples, they thrive in the hot and humid climate. These sweet, tart baby pineapples have a bold, rich flavor. They have a fragrant, golden skin and brilliantly colored yellow flesh. South African baby pineapples are entirely edible, with no need to remove the core. The size of an average fruit is about 4.5 inches high (not including leaves) and about 3.5 inches in diameter, making it a perfect individual serving. 
 

How cute is that?
(And the produce guy ain't bad either :-)

Well, here's a different kinda hunk. I bought a massive pork roast on sale at Safeway, and it's been marinating in the fridge for a couple of days. Since I'm home doing chores, and it's raining, and it's officially fall, I'll slow roast the thing this afternoon with onions, garlic and apples, and the house will smell fabulous when John gets home.

Of course this is an embarrassing amount of meat for two old people who must watch their diets, but the leftovers get carefully divied up in individual freezer bags (I'm my mother's daughter) for pork fried rice, pork enchiladas, barbecue pork sandwiches and so on, and so on...

Have a good weekend.  We're going to the first Symphony of the season on Sunday, and meeting our friends Betsy and Paul before the show for lunch.  A whole summer of news to catch up on.