My last two posts have been about trying to conceive, so here’s one about learning patience, and my favourite subject of all: food.
So today I found a very large pomegranate in the supermarket – I love a sprinkling of pomegranate seeds and so took it home to commence the battle immediately: me versus the pomegranate.
A pomegranate makes you work for the good stuff- it isn’t like an apple or a peach where you give it a quick wash and it’s ready for consumption. Oh no, a pomegranate wants you to earn its juicy little red jewels. And so I began. I cut through the large fruit, and was immediately rewarded with a splattering of red juice all over my grey jumper.
Pomegranate: 1 Me: 0
I carefully and gently worked on busting out these red little beads for 25 minutes – talk about a test in patience! Red juice soon became a feature of my kitchen: on the floor, across the wall tiles and even on the light switch.
But it was worth it.
The end result was a bowl full of ruby gems which were simply amazing to add to my fantastic couscous salad (roasted flaked almonds, lemon, coriander and mint). Not that I can take credit for that – it’s from one of my favourite cookbooks, Home at 7, Dinner at 8 (@SophWrightChef ).
Lesson learnt? Sometimes amazing things are worth the hassle.