Navel oranges
January 14, 2002I bought five at 79 cents a pound last Thursday and just ate the last one. The lingering fresh citrus smell in my cubicle reminds me of buying bags for a buck at our neighbors’ house. They left the oranges on the porch and we slipped the dollar through the mail slot. commerce via honor system. I wonder if that would still work today. I remember Mom used her nail to slice through its skin and made a tiny umbrella with the peel. Ricky used a knife to make one long spiral slice. I could eat an orange in five minutes or less, and I still can.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
Mmm, indeed!