A Pomegranate Kind of Day

Have you ever had a pomegranate? Except for once that I remember when I was little, I haven't had one since yesterday. Mom had just brought home groceries, and I'd begun to tuck away the apples into the crisper drawer. As I put the bag of apples in, I espied a lonely pomegranate nestled between some lemons. Hmm, why do we have one of those?--my thouhght.
"Hey Mom, we've go a pomegranate in here. It looks shrively."--my words
"Oh yeah, I bought that at Christmas for Dad to eat. You said it looks shrively?" -- Mom's words.
The pomegranate was henceforth unearthed from the lemons and the newly deposited apples to be scrutinized as to it's state of "shriveled-ness." Mom cut into the fruit to discover that it was perfectly acceptable for eating and since it's was now cut, should be dismantled. She grabbed a spoon and set to work removing the seeds. It looked a bit tedious, so I joined her. Soon after, I decided that there must be a better way than scooping two seeds out at a time. I made a cut into the outer skin of the fruit and then peeled it back. It worked perfectly and was immensely easier.
After finishing, I started snacking on the seeds. Let me tell you, those things are REALLY good. They burst and then you get the crunchy part. (I don't care for the crunchy part much, myself. Still, the juice/fruit part is worth it.)

Anyway, that was all yesterday. This morning when I woke up, I selected waffles as my breakfast. On went the butter. On went the syrup. On went a scattering of pomegranate seeds. Experiment result? A-Mazing! Man, like the best waffles I'd had in a long time.
Now, Tues. and Thurs. I eat lunch at the college, but upon arriving home, I was really hungry. However, I told myself it really wasn't that after lunch so I couldn't justify eating again. After waiting as long as I could, I came downstairs for food and decided upon a bowl of cereal. (It's about 4 at this time.) Out comes the cereal. On went the milk. (Yes, I use just a smidge of milk to moisten the cereal.) On went a scattering of pomegranate seeds. Experiment result? A-Mazing! It was so good. I'm telling you. It was terribly crunchy but delicious! Now, we head over to dinner. We were having salads that night, atopped with eggs, dried cranberries, chicken, feta cheese, and bacon for those silly people out there who like bacon. (You silly people, you!) Well, guess what I added to mine? That's right! Pomegranate seeds. Experiment results? Not A-Mazing, but still good. It was hard to get them under all the lettuce, but the bites which contained them were seriously "pomegranate-fied."
So, I've become a pomegranate eater. They're quite a bit of work to take out from the peel. Still, it's worth it. If you've never eaten one, or haven't had one recently, I urge you to go out to the store and purchase one so you may join me in partaking of the little seeds full of "Joy Juice."

"Passion fruit spray?" --Elf