I stopped at Sainsbury’s yesterday on the way home. (The new one along A331 between the M3 interchange circle and the Meadows in case anyone really cares).
The Mole wanted pizza, I had thought about Thai soup and then there was the small matter of flour for the bread machine since the weather has warmed up enough to finally bake bread again. (Think about it, exactly how long do you think it takes bread to rise when the kitchen is about 7ºC? Trust me, it is not possible to alter the cycle on the bread machine for that extended a rising. Poor little yeasties just give up, hunker down and wait for a better opportunity to ferment).
Anyway, I had no intentions of going into the fruit section, much less picking up one of these. Of course, I had to cruise the Internet discovering that the dragon fruit has its own web location and various old blog entries. Most of the other sites lacked either grammar or decent pictures.
If you need help on cutting, someone even made a Youtube video on wielding a knife against the poor defenseless fruit.
And we are off to RAF Alconbury as soon as the guy from Modern Housing finishes the repair to the wall in ceiling from Dec.