It’s the Pineapple

Of all the wonderful and amazing features I could experience in Hawaii, so far, the pineapple rules. Yes, the pineapple. I thought I knew what a pineapple tasted like. Oh, how ignorant I was. I thought pineapples were supposed to be tangy/tarty, unless they’ve been soaked in fructose syrup in a can. But ever since I first sunk my teeth into a Hawaiian pineapple (first night here), I’ve been eating them whenever I can. They are so sweet and succulent. They really lose their sweetness on the trip over to the 48. Okay, the weather and ocean are great too, but the pineapple rules.