I love me some pineapple. I could eat an entire pineapple in one sitting, and definitely have before (usually over the sink, with juice dripping off my elbows.) Unfortunately I’m allergic to pineapple, so escapades like this usually end up with me moaning for hours about my burning tongue. (Good thing the stuff doesn’t close up my throat, or I’d be dead by now. Some people die overdosing on drugs. Me? I would OD on pineapple and not even regret it. So I thank you, allergy gods, for only making my life a little miserable instead of over.)
Apparently Charlotte has inherited this curse. She was about halfway through the pineapple I had given her when she started crying and grabbing her tongue. It was the most pathetic thing. There was nothing I could do besides giver her some milk to offset the acidity and teach her how to shake her fist at the allergy gods.
This is pretty much how she looked after the incident, minus the bedhead and Grandma’s shoes.
One of the best things about fall is apple cider, and one of the best things about life is pineapple, so why not mix them up? This stuff is goooood. I got the idea from a cocktail recipe I saw in a magazine. This is the de-booze-ified version.
Chilled Pineapple Apple Cider
Source: heavily adapted from Better Homes and Gardens
6 cups apple cider
6 cinnamon sticks
3/4 teaspoon anise seed
46 ounce can of pineapple juice
pineapple spears, for garnish; optional
In a large saucepan combine cider, cinnamon, anise, and pineapple juice; bring to a simmer. Reduce heat and simmer 5 minutes. Cool slightly, then strain into a pitcher. (Unless you like anise seed floating around in your drink.) Chill 2 to 4 hours. Serve over ice with a fresh pineapple spear.
oh my goodness, i love that pathetic little face! i do feel a sudden craving for pineapple…
I always feel so, so sorry for people who are allergic to cats, because that is just a tragedy. However, it is not as big of a disaster as being allergic to pineapple. (Especially when pineapple is always on sale at Aldi’s for $1.49 every week in the winter.)
The good news is that you get to see adorable toddler bed head everyday. I get 11 and 9 year old bed head- but it just isn’t as cute.
Love this Karen. Love the picture too. Too cute. I can see we are training Charlotte correctly in the shoe department. She IS a Gifford woman.
The punch sounds good also!
So, when I was impatiently waiting to go into labor with child #2, I had read that the enzymes in pineapple help to “ripen” the cervix or something. I’m still unsure of how digested enzymes help anything down there, as the digestive tract isn’t connected to the uterus (unless I’m REALLY off on my anatomy), but I really like pineapple, so I decided to give it a go. I ate three full pineapples in a 36 hour period, and then I did go into labor. Granted, it was the day before her due date, so that probably had something to do with it. But I really enjoyed that pineapple binge, and recommend it to any pregnant lady trying to justify hoarding fresh fruit.
HA! ripen your cervix?? awesome. I love the stuff they come up with to get us to go into labor. maybe next time try eating wood chips while massaging cocoa butter onto your belly and doing back flips on a trampoline. I heard that works.
Back flips on a trampoline?! I thought it was FRONT flips! No wonder it took forever to have Rebecca. =) Are you going to find out what gender Numero Dos is? It should be soon, right?