For International Women’s Day, our school’s staff went on an outing to a fruit farm just outside Zhongshan. In Alberta, Canada, you see canola and wheat. Here, in a subtropical zone, you can see, and immediately EAT, these:
Photo by my co-worker Vicky.
The farm’s owner picked this starfruit just for me, and asked to take my photo with it.
Closeup of the ripest starfruit I’ve ever seen. At home they’re usually tiny, and green.
Not sure…sadly, not ripe enough to try.
Green dates! They tasted like mealy apples.
Me eating starfruit. Juice all over my face, hands, and shirt.
Field of dragonfruit.
Closer on dragonfruit plant — don’t they like cacti?
That’s a BANANA TREE!
Fresh. Cut. Papaya. Indescribable.
A very attractive photo of me masticating on a piece of newly cut SUGAR CANE.
And THEN, we had dinner.
All the meat. ALL.
This is meant to cool you down during smoky barbecues. Vanilla flavoured chrysanthemum milk won’t replace beer for me.