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I'm a Melbourne boy, hailing from St Kilda with one ex, one current wife and four kids. Love the outdoors and making new discoveries. I cook a lot at home (cheers from wife) and do some preserving, mostly jams, pickles and fruit liqueurs. This is the diary of a cooking journey.

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Thursday, February 15, 2007
I went shopping last weekend and bought a few different things. After getting home, I parked the groceries on the table and went to get changed before putting the groceries away.

If only I was fast enough.

My wife D is in the habit of inspecting what goodies I have brought home. There was a bit of a screech from the kitchen and some darkly muttered words as she made her way to the bathroom for some tweezers.

Not knowing what I'd bought, D had reached in and grabbed a prickly pear.



  posted at 9:02 am

At 9:56 am, Blogger MyKitchenInHalfCups said...

I would think she'd know better by now! I'm glad it wasn't a dozen lobster with their pincers grabbing wildly.

At 10:43 am, Anonymous kitchen hand said...

Now tell us what you did with the PP.

At 11:39 am, Blogger neil said...

Hi tanna, I would have been very pleased to have a dozen lobsters in the bag, or even a dozen mud crabs, now those babies will take your fingers off.

Hi kitchen hand, I just peeled (with gloves!) and sliced them and had them plain. There is a post I did a while ago.

At 11:47 am, Blogger neil said...

Bah, the link isn't working. If you type 'prickly pear' in the search box it will take you there.

At 2:00 pm, Anonymous kitchen hand said...

Thanks, Neil.

I walk regularly past a massive prickly pear tree. One day I had William - who is starting to talk - in his pram. He looked at it and said 'hand' - the tree looks for all the world like giant hands with little pink fingers.

At 9:39 am, Blogger Shell said...

omg! just looked at the link pic (thanks for that - i think) you EAT those?? i was chuckling at the tale but now think i should send air ambulance for D!

At 10:27 am, Blogger neil said...

Hi kitchen hand, just to be sure, the part of the plant you eat is the actual fruit, not the paddles. The fruits can vary in colour depending on the species but typically are orangey red, pink or yellow.

Hi shell, see above, the spines are very small on the fruits but very annoying should they come off in your skin. The larger spikes are on the paddles which are edible too.

At 5:28 am, Blogger Laurie said...

Oh, ouchy!

At 9:45 am, Blogger Melissa said...

It was not love at first bite, but I learned to love them during the years I lived in the Yucatan Peninsula, Mexico. They are delicious :)
I hope D is fine!

At 1:22 pm, Blogger neil said...

Hi laurie, summed up very neatly!

Hi melissa, I think the seeds can be a bit off putting, but they are very refreshing on a hot day. Bet there were plenty of those in Mexico!

At 1:03 am, Blogger Jeanne said...

You often still see guys selling bags of these by the roadside in South Africa - the Afrikaans word for them is turksvy (literally, a Turkish fig!)./ But they very kindly cut the spines off before bagging them! There's an old joke in South Africa about the difference between a prickly pear and a car full of traffic cops. With the prickly pear, the pricks are on the outside...!

At 2:26 pm, Blogger neil said...

Hi jeanne, I think it's very civilized that someone would peel them for you, nice system. Like your joke!


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