The only actual thing that I really craved while pregnant with both boys was grapefruit. I would find myself at the grocery store with a 10 lb bag of grapefruits, cartons of grapefruit juice, and Fresca, then force myself to put away at least one of the beverages. When we moved into our house, there was a big whisky barrel on our porch with a small grapefruit tree in it. We planted the tree, pictured below as the scrawny tree in the corner, when we started our beds. There’s me pregnant with Rush-
here’s Rush today-
and the grapefruit tree-
Last year it produced fruit for the first time, buckets of fruit which we called Miscellaneous Inedible Citrus. This year, we have actual grapefruits!
December in Texas: Sitting outside in your bloomers, covered in red beans and rice, eating grapefruit fresh off the tree.
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