Comments on: Just in Time for Pesach http://jcarrot.org/just-in-time-for-pesach Jews, Food, and Contemporary Issues Fri, 19 Mar 2010 17:36:01 -0700 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: Leah Koenig http://jcarrot.org/just-in-time-for-pesach/comment-page-1#comment-15382 Leah Koenig Mon, 20 Apr 2009 14:41:34 +0000 http://jcarrot.org/?p=5566#comment-15382 Yum - I love loquats, and had a similar experience two years ago when I visited Israel for the first time: http://jcarrot.org/labneh-and-loquats Glad to hear you had a good time in Italy, Nina! I'd love to hear more about your trip. :) Yum – I love loquats, and had a similar experience two years ago when I visited Israel for the first time: http://jcarrot.org/labneh-and-loquats

Glad to hear you had a good time in Italy, Nina! I’d love to hear more about your trip. :)

]]> By: Nina http://jcarrot.org/just-in-time-for-pesach/comment-page-1#comment-15381 Nina Mon, 20 Apr 2009 14:17:57 +0000 http://jcarrot.org/?p=5566#comment-15381 Wow, I'm amazed. I just came back from a week in Ischia, an Italian island of the coast of Naples. The friend's apartment we were staying in had a window overlooking the neighbor's orchard (I know, seriously, we couldn't have been more lucky). The orchard was full of oranges, lemons, grapefruits and a mysterious fruit that neither I nor my girlfriend could identify. She remembered it from her childhood year in Albany, California, but her family hadn't known what was growing in their backyard, they just knew they liked it. We thought it was a miniature mango tree like the ones I'd eaten in China, until we got one open and saw the softer flesh and more cylindrical pit. Anyhow, I'm amazed by the prescience of the Jew and the Carrot here. It's a little creepy how this blog reads my mind sometimes. Wow, I’m amazed. I just came back from a week in Ischia, an Italian island of the coast of Naples. The friend’s apartment we were staying in had a window overlooking the neighbor’s orchard (I know, seriously, we couldn’t have been more lucky). The orchard was full of oranges, lemons, grapefruits and a mysterious fruit that neither I nor my girlfriend could identify. She remembered it from her childhood year in Albany, California, but her family hadn’t known what was growing in their backyard, they just knew they liked it. We thought it was a miniature mango tree like the ones I’d eaten in China, until we got one open and saw the softer flesh and more cylindrical pit. Anyhow, I’m amazed by the prescience of the Jew and the Carrot here. It’s a little creepy how this blog reads my mind sometimes.

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