The Fruit of Patience

Here's a picture of a pomegranate tree on the grounds of the Lu Xun Museum.

Street vendors have been selling them as well as supermarkets.

And apparently the best pomegranates are from Xian, north east China. If you buy a whole box of them and keep them individually wrapped in plastic bags, they will keep for several months.

What's interesting about Chinese pomegranates is that when you slice them open, the colour of the pearly fruit range from a translucent creamy colour to light pink and ruby red.

In the last few days I've been trying to finish some pomegranates on my own. And this bejeweled fruit is definitely a test of your patience.

Probably the best way to eat them is plopped in front of the television and ever so slowly pick at the fruit, ruminate over them and then spit out the tiny pits. I think it takes me a good 45 minutes to get through one.

I wish there was a more efficient way to get at the tiny juicy bits, but perhaps that's part of this fruit's charm -- seducing you to delicately explore and be rewarded with what treasures lie beneath.

Two more pomegranates to go.