Kiwi. Not a Morning Fruit.

I bought 4 pounds of kiwi at Costco today.

Four.

Pounds.

Why?

Because Finnegan thought the sample was good?  Because my mother is the worst/best person to shop with because she talks me into buying things like 4 pounds of kiwi?  Because I love kiwi?  Because we needed a new spring fruit instead of our go to items of the winter?

Nope.

It was because I learned something & I wanted to share.

I love kiwi.  It is delicious and juicy and tart and the little black seeds add a crunch.  What is not to like?

Peeling the little suckers.  That's what.  They're slippery once you get them peeled.  And they are really juicy, so while you're peeling it, it's squirting juice all over and sliding around.  Highly annoying.  So while I love them, they've always been too much of a pain in the ass and therefore wouldn't be a good thing first thing in the morning before I've had my coffee.  You know... cranky time.  I save them for special fruit salads.

But that, my friends, has changed thanks to the fabulous Costco kiwi sample lady.

It's dumb really, that I didn't know this.  {It's like learning how to change your blogger noreply email.} It's so easy you want to smack your forehead Homer Simpson style.

So I learned that kiwi is indeed a morning fruit.  I am just the dork that never knew it.