lingering...

over summer.

Pineapple picked fresh from Dad's garden.  The scent, the taste...so juicy and sweet.  Perhaps the most delicious pineapples I've ever eaten were in Brunei...we had them so often.  They were almost an everyday staple...and they were divine beyond words.  It's like a mango...you've got to chase the juice down your arms - it's the best way to enjoy these tropical fruits.  Dad, this was a good as those Brunei ones!