Stately, plump Twisty Faster came from the refrigerator, bearing a bowl of grapefruit upon which a spoon and her eyes lay crossed.
The material specialties of Texas are abundant (and often vulgar), but few Lone Star commodities can compare with the Rio Star grapefruit. It is considered the finest grapefruit in the known universe. The ruby promise of its ante meridiem delectation is often the only thing that can induce a spinster aunt to depart the Tempurpedic of a winter’s morn.
Of course, there can be little doubt that if grapefruit laborers were actually paid a decent wage, a Rio Star would cost about $37. Nobody but illegals will work for the crap the growers pay. With the big crackdown on illegal immigration, fewer slave laborers exist. Those who do are shifting over to construction work, which pays 2 or 3 times as much. Texas agriculture is on the skids. Growers are selling off their land to developers. Soon the Rio Grande Valley will be an endless mall of Baby Gaps and lap dance clubs.
Grapefruit fact of the day: Grapefruit is a cross between a mammoth Southeast Asian citrus fruit (pomelo) and an orange.