In The Mood For Strawberries
They taste like “a piece of heaven”, “they have a sweet tangy taste…that it’s so good is orgasmic”, “like feeling rain for the first time”, they taste “smart”- these were some of the answers provided by the people who were required to say how these “food items” tasted like. I admit that when reading them I did not have in my mind the food but instead I kept on wondering if women taste sweet or sour or both and I tried to recall in my mind the so called taste of rain. Even so, I found myself unable to define the taste of rain but instead managed to recall the smell of it, that is fresh. As for the “orgasmic” part it is said that these fruits have been used across the time and all the more nowadays to bring some diversity into their lives, the horizontal ones as far as I’ve read. Yet, I guess things get to be spiced even if people used them while standing because to me the taste of these “fruits”, which in fact are no fruits, happens to be unique. And by saying “unique” I bring forth all the above mentioned tastes and much more.<-300×250 Medium rectangle->
If I were required to make a joke I’d say that to women it must sound interesting to taste rain, to men it must sound interesting to taste women and I guess to both of them it must sound quite interesting to taste an orgasm so here it is all in one fruit. I even managed to read when trying to get deeper into matters of taste and this specific taste in particular that “Right when you bite into it it’s juicy and gives you shivers, but once you start savoring it its sweetness and juiciness makes one feel sort of happy”. What is sure is that they are supposed to make “your taste buds fall in love with their taste” and this is why I even heard people calling them “Nature’s love”.
Do you happen to know what I am talking about? In order to clear it all I shall now quote Dr William Butler, an English 17th century writer who once referred to this “fruit” as follows: “The strawberry: “Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did.”
Wish to know how De Maguelonne Toussaint-Samat introduced strawberries in the book entitled “A history of food”? It may take some of you by surprise, yet I thing the words quoted there do represent a perfect invitation to strawberries. I now have in my mind the words that were supposedly once uttered by “little French girls singing and dancing in a circle”. Here are these words: “Here are the strawberries of the pretty wood! My basket is full.” Therefore, nature, in this case “the pretty wood” seemed to be in the early beginnings the only source for these delicious once called wild or wood strawberries.
I consider strawberries some of the most delicious fruits that have been offered to us by Mother Nature. They come in a wide range of varieties, sharing distinct flavors, colors and shapes. There is no possible way one did not know how they look like because in someway they come to be easily recognizable with their scarlet red color, their green little caps and tiny seeds worn on the outside. They must have heard or read it somewhere that this comes to be the latest fashion and they never gave up wearing the seeds on the outside. I guess that as long as they did flavored people’s lives with their sweet, fragrant taste it didn’t matter how they were “dressed”.
It now looks to me as if I am calling for spring to bring with it its many beneficent properties. I say this having in mind the information according to which strawberries are just about the first “fruits” to ripen in spring and I’d add to this that they are to be included on the list of things that bring some color with them too. Who could now forget the vivid red of strawberries? What makes them so unique? Apart from their taste, they are said to be the only berry that wears its seeds on the outside. This comes to tell us that the other berries wear their seeds on the inside. Even though this may come as nothing interesting, things get a little bit more fascinating and captivating when discovering that a single strawberry has neither more nor less than 200 tiny seeds. I dare say that this number comes to be quite big for such tiny red shaped sweet, delicious berries.
What is equally interesting is the fact that these “fruits” bring together a straw and a berry to form a rather unique strawberry. Does this mean that one would end up serving some berries on a straw? With all the modern ingenious ways of serving strawberries it could be said that this comes to be a true fact. I guess there is no one among you who reading this does not picture with the eyes of his mind some strawberries lined on a straw and waiting to be dipped into chocolate. I feel the water invading my mouth as I mention this yet I did manage to discover these past few days that the human body can survive on very little food when feeling too exhausted to even get out of bed. Out of need man does discover that even tough food comes to flavor our taste buds, we need small quantities of it to carry on with our lives.
Going back to berries on a straw or the legend of the name of strawberry one may discover that this name may have its origins in various stories such as the one saying that it all started with some English children who used to pick them up and stringing them on grass straws used to sell them as “straws of berries”. The other story tells us about a straw being placed around the growing berry plants “to protect the ripening berry fruit”. Yet, despite all the above mentioned stories trying to account for the name of strawberries, the third one is said to be the winner taking all the crowns. Therefore here it is the third story coming to tell us that the name of strawberries has its origins in the fact that “the berries are “strewn” about on the plants” and that even though it all started with some “strewn berries” it later on developed into “strawberries”.
Even though they may not look like a rose, except in color, strawberries come to be known as a member of the rose family. I guess they are just some delicious edible roses coming in disguise to please our taste buds or as some use to say when referring to this so called fruit “it is a tasty member of the rose family”. Now that is clear to almost everyone that as someone once said “a rose is a rose is a …strawberry”, this coming to be translated as an allegiance to the rose family and moreover as a belonging to the genus Fragraria. I guess everybody knows by now that whatever is considered to be fragrant comes to be deemed as nevertheless pleasing for one’s senses, be it the smell sense or the taste sense.
Either accepted or loathed strawberries continued to exist along the time, being used either as an ornamental plant, as a symbol of perfection and righteousness being carved on altars or depicted in churches and cathedrals, as a traditional beauty recipe or as a traditional remedy meant to cure various ailments and even as an aphrodisiac in certain parts of the world.
When hearing that there was a time when it was believed that eating strawberries could cause the death of the person eating them I thanked God and the mighty forces that I was born these days. As I said there was a time when it was believed that strawberries were contaminated and that people should avoid eating them. Fortunately, this theory proved to be wrong and people started running to catch more of them and taste their unique flavor. Yet, not only strawberries used to be consumed but surprisingly enough the leaves of the strawberry plant too. Of course, those making wise use of this plant were the Chinese people who used to use these leaves to prepare a tea out of them, a tea that was believed to work miracles in matters of body detoxification and smoothing the effects of aging.
The so called history of strawberries is believed to have started in Italy, around 234 B.C. At that time strawberries were just some wild fruits that used to freely grew there. Even so, since these “fruits” have spread to a great extent and can now be found in many different varieties in various parts of this world spreading its aromatic, juicy and fragrant taste among all those craving to experience it again and again, I guess it comes to be of less importance the moment when it all started.
As far as its taste is to be brought into discussion it is by now clear to everyone that this one comes to be unique, yet I guess most of us failed to view the strawberry plants as some ornamental plants. Yet, history comes to tell us that there was a time when these heart–shaped berries were believed to be just about the ingredient that was missing from the landscape of their gardens. Rumor has it that even Charles V ordered strawberry plants to be planted in the Royal Gardens of the Louvre. When did this happen? It is said that it all happened in France in the 14th century.
Not only that they manage to provide a distinct note to a landscape but they are also said to be able to take away one’s headache. Does this “fruit” work miracles on our body and soul? As far as our body is concerned apparently strawberries do come to do just about a great job on our body. It is said that by eating strawberries one can keep away such deadly diseases as cancer but it can as well make one’s skin look healthy and marvelous. Vitamins A and C hat are to be found in strawberries are actually the ones working miracles on our skin and our hair as well. Therefore it could be said that if you were looking for a secret ingredient then you just found it…now you may only need to wait till spring comes and they make their reddish, hearty appearance.
As for the soul part, you’d be surprised or not to hear that strawberries come to be considered a rather ancient by now aphrodisiac. No surprise to me since I happen to deem this “fruit” as being a rather sensuous one. A far as evidences come to prove it, there is nothing wrong with this. Did you know for example that there was a time when people were said to make use of strawberries to make things hotter for newlyweds? How did this happen? By serving newly weds a strawberry soup. It all started in France a long time ago and it continued with some whipped cream, chocolate and the entire arsenal of love as some would call it. What I happen to find rather cute, yet I really don’t know if it comes to be true also is the story according to which if two persons of opposite sex share the same strawberry they will undeniably end up falling in love with each other. I have never tried this and this is why there is no possible way I could vouch for this. You may feel free to try it yourself and tell me if it worked or not.
Yet, what I know is that in the early 1643 American Indians used to cultivate strawberries and used to pamper their taste buds with strawberry bread. I guess that must have been delicious. Yet, I guess it is all just a matter of taste. After all not all of us like strawberries. Even so according to rumors it is better if you like them because this comes to tell about one that he happens to be “health conscious, fun loving, intelligent and happy” whereas all the entitled non-strawberry lovers should know that they are to be described as “weird, boring, stuffy—picky, fussy eaters who avoid healthy foods.” I am actually not the one who said this but this is what a “national survey” managed to unveil to the entire world, including here both categories, that of strawberry lovers and that of those who hate strawberries.
Love them or hate them they continue to exist and flavor our spring days with their unique, delicious taste. One may call them either Fresa as in Spanish, Fragola as in Italian, Ichigo as Japanese people call them or just Fraise as French people call them…no matter the case they still look and taste the same to all of us…or not…because in matters of taste each and everyone of us seems to have his or her own barometer, a so called barometer of taste which apparently can make a fruit or any other food item taste like a woman, a man, an orgasm, rain or any other crazy thing that may cross your mind. To me they taste sweet and tasty and I prefer enjoying them everywhere and on almost every occasion but I guess they come to taste better when being accompanied by the mood for strawberries, if of course one ever comes into such a mood. I know I do…and quite often. Today is such a day for me but unfortunately I cannot enjoy them for real but only in my memories. Even so, they taste great.
I guess my craving now resembles very much the situation depicted in the poem entitled “Strawberries”, a poem written by Wilfrid Wilson Gibson “Sometimes across her eyes the light swam back / With dancing spots of red…/ So ripe and sweet / Among their fresh green leaves the strawberries lay, / Although the earth was baking in the heat, / Burning her soles-and yet the summer day / Was young enough! / If she could only cram / A handful of fresh berries sweet and cool / Into his mouth, while he… / A red light swam / Before his eyes…”Though in my case it is not the heat that accompanies my mood for strawberries but rather a freezing cold.11