With that being said, I bought and ate my first ever dragon fruit. I had to Google how to cut it. Seriously. I didn't know if there was a giant pit, or what, so I figured better safe than sorry. Turns out, you just cut that bad boy open. And then the beauty emerges. I think this may be the prettiest food I've ever seen in my life. I yelled at everyone not to touch it until I got some pictures.
Take a gander at this:
Are you kidding me?
It's bright pink and green on the outside.
But then you cut into it and the contrast is amazing.
It's like an Oreo shake in there.
I scooped out the flesh with a big spoon and then cut it up into bite-size pieces.
The flavor and texture was reminiscent of a kiwi.
I couldn't stop taking pictures.
So that would have been the end of my story, except I went back a few days later and bought three more.
And guess what happened?
They weren't the same on the inside.
They were beet colored.
That deep, deep beet color that bleeds all over everything and stains your hands as you work with it.
The Kid squeeled and begged to put it in a smoothie.
But of course!
I wish my photos could convey the actual color.
It was seriously amazing.
Asian schmasian, I'm stoked.
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