cherries

the first cherries of the season

Sometimes I like to indulge myself in a “fancy” way, like having a blissful one-and-a-half hour aromatherapy body massage at a good spa, or spending half a day shopping for shoes at my favorite Bass outlet store (where I find wonderful shoes at prices even the most astute Greenhills Manila shopper would approve of).

There are times though, and these outnumber those “fancy” moments, when I indulge myself in something quite simple yet just as enjoyable.

One of these moments was yesterday morning, when I opened the first bag of cherries I found in the grocery store this season. After washing the cherries, I carried the bowl of fruit and a plate of salt for dipping (a very Filipino thing to do, I’m made to understand) to the coffee table in our dining room. I poured myself a tall glass of ice-cold water, then snuggled into the depths of our comfy recliner with a copy of Isabel Allende’s Stories of Eva Luna.

Reaching out to my treasure-bowl I picked a deep-red cherry, dipped it in the salt, and popped it in my mouth. That first juicy, luscious, sweet taste laced with a hint of salt made my entire day.


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