Image © 2012 Leigh Beisch
There was a time before lemon and lime, when from the far reaches of the East there came fruits of such shapes, colors, and scents that the gods themselves asked for a taste. Ganesh, in his wisdom, chose the citron, sanctifying its sour flesh for rites most holy. The Buddha favored what the Japanese call the bushukan, though it was said the Enlightened One preferred the fruit with its fingers closed, as in prayer.
Image © 2012 Leigh Beisch Its flavors hold memories of long days, green grass, laughter, and innocence. Of all summer fruits, none holds more spirit of childish delight than watermelon. The crisp red, or more exotic yellow, tantaliz... Read Post
Image © 2012 Leigh Beisch A fruit, a color. By its name, we shall know it well. From the ancient Dravidian and Sanskrit we receive the root naari, which means fragrant, and begets the name nagarugam, for the sweet fruit whose origin... Read Post