I had a massive craving for watermelon yesterday. I needed to go to the grocery store to get milk. I WANTED to go to the grocery store to get watermelon.
They were on sale. 2.99 each. I picked out the smallest one I could find, since it was really just for me. I can’t tell you how excited I was. I could TASTE the crunchy, juicy goodness already, and it was still in my shopping cart.
Now, let it be known that in my adult life, I’ve never purchased and cut up a full watermelon. I had no idea how labor intensive the job would be. I got home, put up the rest of my groceries as fast as I could so I could start on my summer treat, and got to work.
I halved and then quartered the melon. Around then, I started to realize how MASSIVE my small melon actually was.
That right there is two quarters of my watermelon. My SMALL watermelon. I continued cutting and cutting until I had shelled all but one quarter of the melon, cut it into chunks, and put it in a tupperware container in the fridge. I then plastic wrapped the last quarter to leave for later, or possibly give away, since the chances of me single-handedly eating that amount of watermelon is rather slim.
Thankfully… I had some help.
Also, belated Happy Canada Day!