On our next adventure to the supermarket, we searched for another tropical fruit to try. This time, we stumbled upon the coconuts. They looked appealing and seeing them reminded me of being somewhere tropical, instead of being in the currently dismal weather of Boston. Anthony and I looked at each other and immediately knew that this had to be the fruit we were going to try next. Back in the kitchen, we struggled to get the coconut open. We tried sawing it open with a knife. Of course, the shell did not budge. Frustrated, we decided to try with a hammer and screw driver. With one swift bang by the hammer to the screw driver, the shell cracked and an even line formed around the middle of the coconut. With a pull we got the two halves separated. Immediately, a transparent white-colored liquid dripped out from inside. Eager to try the milk, I held a the half containing liquid up to my lips and took a sip. I was quickly repulsed by the bitter tasting liquid. Maybe the second sip would be better? Nope. I gave up on drinking the milk. After dumping out the liquid, I decided to slice off a piece of the flesh. Plopping the piece into my mouth, I was greeted with an unusual texture and a bland taste. After chewing on it for a few seconds, I had to spit it out. Quite disappointed with the coconut, but enjoying the appearance of the fruit, we decided to create a candle holder out of the coconut (see picture above). Although I would never buy this fruit again to eat, I did enjoy the fresh and tropical aroma that the fruit released.
-Bri