No, it is NOT a giant persimmon from Australia! I normally think of this fruit as a tangerine, due to the size and ease of peeling the skin. The sign over it at Country Mart proclaimed this citrus delight to be a Clementine. I remember back when we had a librarian who harped and harped about it being "Clementine Season," and I wondered what in the Not-Heaven she was talking about.
Then I saw those commercials with the evil kids wanting revenge on their parents for taking their "Cuties." Which appeared to be...well...tangerines!
The label on the bag makes no mention of Clementines, tangerines, or Cuties.
Hmm...looks like this fruit is a Mandarin Orange!
Whatever you want to call it, I find it delicious. Had two of them for lunch. Uh huh. Nothing dainty or upper-crust about Val. She will jam miniature oranges into her face as she sees fit. And she also eats meat, watches TV (REALITY TV), and doesn't think she's better than those who don't. Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
I don't normally buy these treats. I was looking for vitamin C. The price on the 3 lb bag of oranges was prohibitive. The price on the 2 lb bag of tangerine/Clementine/Cutie/Mandarins was less. Not that Val is a pauper, mind you. But a lot of a regular orange is that thick skin with the bitter white stuff on the inside, so I might have paid for 3 lb of oranges, yet only gotten 2 lb of the edible portion.
Anyhoo...since Hick has by intention or happy accident infected me with his death-La-Z-Boy cold...I was looking for a natural remedy that might speed up my recovery. Lots of water, and some vitamin C. That's my self-prescription.
On Monday, I'll see a regular doctor. Oops! I mean nurse practitioner. It's a routine 6-month appointment to get another 6 months of my thyroid and blood pressure meds. How convenient that my sickness fell within that time frame! It's hard to get in to see a
I hope I don't catch anything while I'm there!