Now that it’s winter time my house is constantly filled with clementines, in my opinion, the best orange. Maybe it’s just me, but I feel like there is a sense of pride associated with being able to peel a clementine into one piece. We’ve all had the orange (or many oranges) that when you go to peel it the peel comes off in 100 tiny little pieces and makes a mess. I hate that! You end up with the orange oil all over your hands, clothes, and counter. Then you have all the tiny little pieces to hold onto and try not to drop on the floor when you go to throw them out. That is the worst!
But… there’s nothing better than when you pick up that perfect clementine. You can just feel that it’s going to be a good one. You start peeling it and worry you might not make it. But you end up saving it and pulling it all off in one piece. That is a great feeling.
That feeling is Simply Awesome!
Also, does anyone else then try to put the peel back together into the clementine shape or is that just me?