A Little Known Fact about Pomegranates
Sorry I haven’t written. I’ve been working and knitting and now my wrist is in a brace (the usual winter story for snow country: I slipped on ice), so typing is difficult. So while I plan the post on the Last, Best Hope against the Rodent Menace, I’ll write a shorter post on pomegranates.
I first heard about pomegranates from Bernard Evslin’s Heroes, Gods, and Monsters of the Greek Myths, a fabulous version of the Classic mythology that I highly recommend. Of course what I heard about pomegranates was that Persephone ate some pomegranate seeds and had to stay in Tartarus for the same number of months as she ate seeds, but I had no clue what a pomegranate looked like until I grew up and moved east. (I guess pomegranates are too exotic for the Midwest. One of the reasons I left the Midwest was the number of things too exotic for it.)
I rapidly learned a number of things about pomegranates. They’re expensive. They’re difficult to eat. They are nicely tart. The juice stains permanently. This year, however, I learned another thing about them.
If a cocker spaniel happens to eat an escapee seed, the little furry guy becomes a pip-hunting fiend! He will carry his love of the tasty juice so far as to raid the garbage for the rinds, which just might have some juice clinging to them.
Therefore, pomegranate rinds are best stored in the freezer until garbage day.