Post a picture or share a thought about fruit.
Believe it or not, our family's legacies are being carried down through fruit.
I'm going to represent both the Kennedy line, and my family lines (Apgar, McMillin and Caruthers) since my honey probably won't have time to post about this.
First, the Kennedy line.
Macintosh apples. John's favorite fruit, by far, is a good, crisp Macintosh apple, although he will eat
them really in any form. And he doesn't want any other kind of apple. Macintosh apples are Michigan through and through, and John has been eating one every day for as long as I've known him. In fact, while driving to work one morning in Dayton, he threw the core out his car window...and threw out his wedding ring too. And our boys have strong associations with Macintosh apples, as they remember their father chowing down on one every morning while driving them down to the train station in Auw. And almost missing the train.
The Apgar line.
I knew my father only for two short weeks before his unexpected death. However, I remember he had a cherry tree in the front yard of his Clearfield, Utah home, and when I was there, the fruit was ripe. We would sit playing games at night, eating an entire colander full of red cherries. And I can't neglect my love of cherries now that I spend each summer in the cherry capital of the world.
The McMillins.
I grew up with one fruit in my home, and one fruit only. Bananas. My granddad McMillin still eats a banana a day (and possibly more), and my mom eats bananas. I do believe bananas are the most perfect fruit. Easy to eat and full of all kinds of good stuff. In our family, I think that some family members purposely leave the bananas to turn brown because, as everybody knows, I will not eat any kind of banana that sports any colors but green or bright yellow, and consequently, brown bananas are only good for banana bread. My grandad on the other hand will eat a banana until it is almost black because, as he says, it's the sweetest.
Ethan:
I won't eat bananas when they're black, but I don't mind a ripe banana! The banana tradition has definitely worked its way down to me. I love bananas, and anything banana flavored is automatically better. My favorite kind of juice when we lived in Poland? Banana. Favorite kind of crepe? Bananas and nutella. Delicious lunch? PB&J with a glass of milk and a banana on the side. OR, slice a banana and put it on bread with peanut butter and honey (or nutella). Completely amazing. Plus, Annie always comes up and wants some of my banana when I'm eating one. We'll split it where she gets one side (with her slimy bites because she has no teeth) and I get the other half, which is generally much cleaner. i'm all about those bananas!
Finally, the Caruthers.
I can attribute my taste for cantaloupe to the Caruthers, and it is one of the three food items that makes my list of "Three Foods I Would Want on a Desert Island". I can seriously eat an entire cantaloupe in one sitting. My grandad Caruthers would slice cantaloupes every evening, so that in the morning, the fruit was ready to go for breakfast. In fact, most breakfasts for the ten summers I spent with them were cantaloupe and bacon. And why not, I ask you? The second summer we lived in Pennsylvania, we ended up with more than 30 garden cantaloupes in our refrigerator. I finished off every one of them.
Believe it or not, our family's legacies are being carried down through fruit.
I'm going to represent both the Kennedy line, and my family lines (Apgar, McMillin and Caruthers) since my honey probably won't have time to post about this.
First, the Kennedy line.
Macintosh apples. John's favorite fruit, by far, is a good, crisp Macintosh apple, although he will eat them really in any form. And he doesn't want any other kind of apple. Macintosh apples are Michigan through and through, and John has been eating one every day for as long as I've known him. In fact, while driving to work one morning in Dayton, he threw the core out his car window...and threw out his wedding ring too. And our boys have strong associations with Macintosh apples, as they remember their father chowing down on one every morning while driving them down to the train station in Auw. And almost missing the train.
The Apgar line.
The McMillins. I grew up with one fruit in my home, and one fruit only. Bananas. My granddad McMillin still eats a banana a day (and possibly more), and my mom eats bananas. I do believe bananas are the most perfect fruit. Easy to eat and full of all kinds of good stuff. In our family, I think that some family members purposely leave the bananas to turn brown because, as everybody knows, I will not eat any kind of banana that sports any colors but green or bright yellow, and consequently, brown bananas are only good for banana bread. My grandad on the other hand will eat a banana until it is almost black because, as he says, it's the sweetest.
Ethan:
I won't eat bananas when they're black, but I don't mind a ripe banana! The banana tradition has definitely worked its way down to me. I love bananas, and anything banana flavored is automatically better. My favorite kind of juice when we lived in Poland? Banana. Favorite kind of crepe? Bananas and nutella. Delicious lunch? PB&J with a glass of milk and a banana on the side. OR, slice a banana and put it on bread with peanut butter and honey (or nutella). Completely amazing. Plus, Annie always comes up and wants some of my banana when I'm eating one. We'll split it where she gets one side (with her slimy bites because she has no teeth) and I get the other half, which is generally much cleaner. i'm all about those bananas!
Finally, the Caruthers.
I can attribute my taste for cantaloupe to the Caruthers, and it is one of the three food items that makes my list of "Three Foods I Would Want on a Desert Island". I can seriously eat an entire cantaloupe in one sitting. My grandad Caruthers would slice cantaloupes every evening, so that in the morning, the fruit was ready to go for breakfast. In fact, most breakfasts for the ten summers I spent with them were cantaloupe and bacon. And why not, I ask you? The second summer we lived in Pennsylvania, we ended up with more than 30 garden cantaloupes in our refrigerator. I finished off every one of them.
Rebecca:
Raspberries are probably not only my favorite fruit, but my favorite food! The taste is delicious, but the memories I have help too! Every summer growing up my mom and I would travel out to Utah to spend a week or two visiting my grandparents. My grandma had raspberry bushes in her yard, and she always had fresh raspberries. To this day, whenever I eat a raspberry I like to close my eyes and imagine I am little girl, standing in my grandparents' yard again! They both passed away over ten years ago, and I love that no matter where I am I can go back to that happy time in my life!
Mark:
I can even remember the last time I had them, but growing up strawberries and whipped cream were my go to feel good food(: I brought them one time to first grade for my birthday, and I couldnt believe that some people just wanted the strawberries, and some just wanted the whipped cream!!! Like what the heck, together they're basically a rave party inside your mouth! But I think Im going out and getting some today(:
Mark:
I can even remember the last time I had them, but growing up strawberries and whipped cream were my go to feel good food(: I brought them one time to first grade for my birthday, and I couldnt believe that some people just wanted the strawberries, and some just wanted the whipped cream!!! Like what the heck, together they're basically a rave party inside your mouth! But I think Im going out and getting some today(:
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