I’m eating some grapes at the moment. Exciting, isn’t it? Why am I blogging about this? Well, let me continue.
I really think that these are three grapes that either grew together, or never got separated in the grape womb. So, what do I do? I grab the camera and take a picture.
Looks like three grapes joined in the middle, at least to my untrained eye. This is something that I would have called my Father about, ten years ago, before he passed away. He worked for the Department of Agriculture in Pennsylvania, and we would have talked about this. I wonder, with the "internet and all", if I ever would have gotten him to go online and check his email to tell me what the heck happened to this grape? Something to ponder.
Back to high school biology… if someone could have used this as something to dissect, I would have seen the relevance to my adult life. I mean, is it safe to eat this? Do I really want to eat this? The only time I’ve seen a frog since biology was when they were coming down like rain when I lived on Guam.
And no, I won’t be eating this grape. It gave its life for science. Rest in pieces, Mr. Red Grape from fresh & easy.