no, i shall never be accused of letting the smallest or most insignificant of details pass by, unremarked upon. but really, everything is remarkable, all things considered.

today, on day 241, we decided to have our intrepid epicurean adventurer experience sourness for the very first time, by trying some old orchard pineapple orange banana juice.

mister serioso looks to be up to the challenge.

now, it may be easy, based on the look on his, to draw the conclusion that he doesn’t care for sourness, but i think he’s actually just getting used to making a “pucker” face. he didn’t get upset and seemed more than happy to get every last drop from kris’ finger.

or maybe he’s inherited my tastebuds, which are wired in such a way to my brain to lead me to wonder in disbelief how anyone in their right mind could ever possibly believe that pineapple tastes good.

bleh!