Oct 1, 2002
I love raisins. Dad used to buy raisins in bulk and put them in everything he cooked – I remember him even putting raisins in his tasty spaghetti sauce. One of my late-night comfort foods is a bowl of Cheerios with a handful of raisins. I love grapes, too. Funny thing is, I won’t touch a grape that has any slight blemish, especially around its stem. So why do I eat raisins? You’d think I’d be able to figure out that a blemished grape is on its way to becoming a raisin … Read more about Sun-Maid Raisins here.
Anton Zuiker ☄
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