“Like a pomegranate
All is revealed
Not only women bleed”
Eat the Music – Kate Bush
Pomegranates have facinated me for quite some time. Every time I went to the supermarket I would linger around them, wondering about their insides. They are quite expensive to buy usually and this has discouraged me from purchasing one.
I justified buying one for decorative purposes recently. I felt that the shape was the same as a Christmas bauble and it would make a nice table decoration and then I could do my experimenting with it later. That was three pomegranates ago. It didn’t last long as my curiosity got the better of me, I had to split it open to reveal the jewel like red seeds that were every bit as lovely as the shiny red exterior. One of my friends bought me one for christmas. I also got a pomegranate scented candle and pomegranite face cream. It is definately my flavour, smell, adventure of this summer for me. The face cream is amazing (not affiliated).
I read ‘The Kite Runner’ whilst I was away and for once, totally understood all the pomegranate references. I have read about them in books and lyrics, but never truly understood the delight of them. I am not a big fruit lover, but the bitter sweetness of a pomegranate, is a delight to me. If you haven’t had this experience, I recommend it. I found this site online to explain to me how to deal with it properly. The first one was not treated in a very orderly fashion and so a lot was wasted. The juice is lovely too.