I have quirks.
One of those, is my strong dislike of watermelon.
I loathe it.
Don’t get me wrong, I think wooden watermelons that you use to decorate a kitchen with are adorable but the actual fruit…EW!
It goes so far as when I had the illustrious career as a supermarket cashier I would have to handle them.
At first I just sort of did it & then shivered.
Just touching it makes my blood run cold.
Eventually I got smart.
I would tell the customer that they didn’t have to lift the watermelon out of the cart.
Most whole watermelons are sold as each not by the pound.
If someone were to purchase cut watermelon, it comes either on a Styrofoam sheet or in a plastic bowl of sorts.
I was scott free.
Of course, Cheeks loves watermelon.
So what is a good mom to do?
I call up the Nana & she cuts him watermelon & brings it over.
Ah, the joys of living close.
Tell me do you skeeve any food? Don’t tell me I’m the only one?