In celebration of October and all of its fallness, I decided not to just feel fall (hello, 60 degree temps) and smell fall (love me some pumpkin candles) but to also taste fall.
With that in mind, I was so excited to see a handful of ripe pomegranates at the grocery store when I stopped to pick up some milk. Pomegranates! They're back in season. So we had our first arils of the season last night.
My favorite way to eat them --- in a salad.
Preston, who devoured them, prefers to eat them alone. With this hands.
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