So Monday morning I met D&L for our regular water-and-grocery run, and D said, “I’ve got a couple of shirts you can have if you want.”
D is a tall, lanky guy, wears a shirt substantially bigger than my usual size but when brand-new ones shrink in the laundry it sometimes proves a boon to me. These two no-doubt-not-cheap shirts fit me perfectly now. And they’re beautiful. That brown one is my new favorite shirt, except I’m not going to get much use from them because they’re really thick cotton flannel.
Between that and my new coat, it’s a pretty sad sort of first-world problem when you catch yourself cursing the February warm.
Speaking of things people gave me, does anybody know what this is?
It’s the size of a grapefruit, but has a taste that’s – well – “inedible” is close. I don’t know what it is, but I know I don’t like it and can’t imagine anybody else reacting differently. What is this, and what’s it for?
Is it citrus? It looks a bit like a sour orange, or some other citrus throwback variety. (From Wiki: “The normal types of sour orange are usually too sour to be enjoyed out-of-hand. In Mexico, however, sour oranges are cut in half, salted, coated with a paste of hot chili peppers, and eaten.”)
It looks like it could be an ugli fruit. I’ve never tried one.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ugli_fruit
Congrats on the new shirts.
almost looks like an osage orange to me, but wrong color…
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maclura_pomifera
Ponderosa lemon:
http://www.botanical-journeys-plant-guides.com/ponderosa-lemon.html
seems most likely from the photo, but I don’t think you’re in the correct zone for it to grow there.
In my considered opinion, it’s a bull scrotum gone bad.
It didn’t grow here. I think it came from a yard in Phoenix.
Sure it isn’t plastic? Don’t shoot me, just askin’. (Just couldn’t resist…)
Then it’s probably a Ponderosa lemon. Life has given you a lemon. So make a shitload of lemonade. Or a lemon meringue pie. Or anything else lemony.
When my Dad was still alive, I’d try to fly him down to Florida for Thanksgiving. One of the first years he came down, we hit a citrus farm to pick up some gifts for him to take back to Pennsylvania. They had some Ponderosa lemons, so I bought about a half-dozen for him to stuff in his suitcase when he flew home. When he got back there, he gave one to my sister without telling her what it was. She though it was a grapefruit, so she cut it in half and packed it in her husband’s lunch. At lunchtime he pulled it out, took a big bite, and chucked it across the room. Thought she was trying to poison him! When they figured out what it was, they found plenty of good uses for it. But the initial experience was funny.
That one lemon will make a nice pitcher of lemonade, or a nice pie, or…
I believe that it’s a citron (or etrog). It is good for making preserves.
Looks like spray insulation after it expands.