Just Eat The Pineapple

Lately, I've taken to getting myself a treat when I'm in the supermarket. Since I'm with the little one all the time, and don't want to model bad habits (and being a woman I am genetically predisposed to be "watching my weight," no matter what), I get a small container of fresh cut fruit. Watermelon, cantaloupe, honeydew, red grapes, pineapple, and a few stray pieces of mango.

When we get home, and unload the bags, Cheese Eater and I sit down at the table and share our little feast. Some places sell it with two toothpicks enclosed, which greatly enhances our sharing. Another place has no toothpicks at all, but I usually can scrounge some up at home.

I think she starts with the watermelon, grapes and cantaloupe. I tend to head straight for the pineapple. Honestly, it all tastes so good, because it's sitting in the juices of it's neighbor, and it's just a refreshing, fruity, sweet, juicy snack.

Well, today the store I went to, the one with two toothpicks, had no mixed fruit bowl, only a four sectional container without grapes or mango. The honeydew was tasteless, the cantaloupe tasted like it's October, and the watermelon, though not the taste explosion I would find in the summer, was good but grainy.

That leaves the pineapple. The never yet disappointing pineapple. Soft and juicy and sweet and perfect. I have a good mind to skip the mixed fruit and just get a container of pineapple. I know I should just buy a pineapple and cut it myself, but then it loses treat status.

But here's the dilemma. Do I risk disappointment by buying just the pineapple taking a chance that it won't be as good,or may have an "off day," or do I stick with the mixed fruit in which the pineapple can continue to shine and excite my taste buds?

Do I settle for so much mediocrity to enhance excellence, or do I risk potential disappointment in focusing solely on the excellence, the benefits of which are so much greater on it's own?

Wait, are we still talking about fruit?