Deciding to buy a watermelon when zombiing through the vegetable-fruit shop after a bad day sounds like a good ideas, right? And 6EUR for a decent sized one is a very good price considering the local prices. Head filled with images of cutting off the full top third of the elongated fruit and attacking it with a spoon with maybe some anime as background you get home, gingerly place it into a safe spot amidst the reigning mess to tackle some of the nastier housework before rewarding yourself with the juicy dinner. Only to find upon slicing through the stupid thing that you have, in fact, bought an expensive, weird-shaped, huge and borderline-gone-sour tsukini... The hell am I supposed to do with it now??
Could make jam I guess, if there was enough will, time and it weren't already hellishly hot (with which standing near a hot stove doesn't really help). Frying some up with herbal salt, eggs and fake-parmesan as I am writing this, but it'll take me forever to eat this thing on my own, though. Well, guess I got lucky in NOT buying the too-large bag of supercheap eggplants in Gyomu earlier...
Cheers,
Hedi
