OK.
You have a membership at Sam's Club.
I don't. A household of one doesn't need Sam's.
Apparently, a lot of weird fruits are forthcoming from there.
Ziwi berries, that, sliced, look like miniature kiwis, don't have the fuzzy coat and are miniature. They taste like ziwis. Kids love them.
Grapples. these are ordinary apples somehow infused with grape flavor. I think also at Sam's.
A crunchy banana that has apple characteristics. I think I have heard of this and it comes from Brazil.
Thing is, lots of weird fruits are showing up in my granddaughters' lunches that I know nothing about. My middle-schooler mentioned more, but I was overburdened.
My granddaughters eat a lot of US-produced fruit. I am glad.
It is so strange, the drive for local and home-grown produce, and the drive for the exotic and where-the-hell fruits from exotic locations.
I used to worry most about the pesticides on foreign-grown produce. I never used to worry about genetically altered food. I see more and more getting sick.
My pastor just unleashed a video on hog slaughter that may put me permanently off bacon and ham.
I get the point. Profit.
Let the consumer beware. How archaic. And true.
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