I don't know when I ate my first pomegranate - but I do remember standing at a rural bus stop near Kibbutz Hazorea in Israel during my summer on the kibbutz and noticing a tree nearby with fruit resembling pomegranates on it. The tree was growing at the edge of the road, so I went over and picked a red fruit, ate it - and LOVED it!
There is nothing like eating fruit fresh off the tree!
Now, whenever I see pomegranates in grocery stores, I can't resist buying one... And when I eat it, I always think of that summer so many years ago, and that delicious discovery one hot, dusty day.
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