brecky

...is what we call breakfast...it's not something that we always do...when i was a
youngster i disliked all things breakfast...now i like breakfast for
dinner...funny eh?
remember this picture of texture in the garden...our first cantaloupe...beautiful.
so we brought our first one in and put in the frig to get cool.

it feels brave to cut it open and prepare to serve it...what if it's no good or not sweet? yikes.

with my test subjects unexpectedly sitting there having their morning cereal(abbey) and watching green acres(abbey and daddio) i swiftly cut the melon and serve it on our blue ridge cake plates. you know you make it "pretty and they will eat" sorta like "build it and they will come."

while they were distracted by watching oliver and ebb fixing a tractor(on green acres)i slip the melon under them and they automatically pick up spoons and...

start tasting before they know what hits them.

all of a sudden they awaken from their dvd slumber and say this is so tasty...as a matter of fact

this is the best cantaloupe i have ever had...oh yes....perfection.

success...yippee....it feels good...a pure kind of good.

okay so test subjects are Oooohhhhing and Aaaaahhhhing....it's my turn.

i think this speaks for itself...slurp.....slusssssss.

post script:

what's great is...now all that yummy goodness goes right back into the ground/compost

to make next years crop of cantaloupe taste that good if not better.