cuppycakes, meet nespole.

until i came here i had never in my life seen nespole [ness-pole-ay] (called "medlars" in english, according to the interwebs). and, for all nineteen years of my life, i was fortunate to be ignorant of their existence. why? BECAUSE THEY ARE TOTALLY THE MOST DELICIOUS FRUIT EVER. seriously. my nespole will pwn your fruit with its awesome fuzzy stem behind its back.

i will do my best to describe it for you- but be warned, should this description even half-way provide you with a modicum of knowledge concerning the deliciousness of this fruit, there is no going back. no other fruit will satisfy you again. i know i will get home and look at every peach and think "yeah, you're okay... but i could be having nespole right now." so, if you wish to continue going about your life in a blur of ignorant bliss, don't read further.

eating nespole: first, you peel it. the peel is only slightly thicker than the peel on rough grapes (like muscadines, etc) and comes off in a similar fashion. quite easily when the fruit is good. once peeled, cut the fruit in half to remove the big brutish-looking seeds. (i secretly suspect these fruits are watered with powerthirst). anyway, once the monstrous seeds are out you are totally free to devour. the flesh is similar to that of a peeled grape. the taste is indescribably delicious. it's juicy, sweet and yummy, with the slightest bit of tangy-ness, so you can eat a lot of them and not feel like you just ate 20.000 sugar bricks (like sugar cubes, but brick size... so they have the added disappointment of giving you the feeling of having bricks in your stomach).  side note: i'm in italy now, so it's written 20.000, not 20,000.

anyway, i love nespole. and when i leave i'm going to totally regret ever eating them... unless they are actually reasonably easy to find at home and i only didn't know about them because i'm dumb.