In just spring, when the world is mud-licious and the world is puddle-wonderful, the crocuses push out of the earth and the tender firm buds open their petals, the crisp mornings cool, slightly warm; frost steaming off the fence by the thawing sun.
Yes, I just riffed off e.e. cummings. The very first sign of spring for me is when I see crocuses; I look forward to these little flowers every year. A broiled grapefruit with its warm, crusty surface giving way to the cool interior is like those early spring mornings, as the earth warms up yet still cool enough, for a while, that we can still snuggle up in our favourite house sweater and cradle a warm cup of tea or coffee before we must get on with our day or finding comfort in a warm bowl of soup.
I can only imagine that if Dudley Dursley had his grapefruit broiled, he may have liked the fruit much better.
If you haven’t had broiled grapefruit before, it’s a lovely way to eat grapefruit if you’re tired of just eating it raw or drinking the juice. Even grapefruit haters have been won over by this presentation.
Grapefruit is also my cure-all for a sore throat from a time when, years ago, I was down with a cold. After eating a grapefruit my sore throat went away and it didn’t come back.