I never really know where my inspiration is going to come from for writing blog posts. But because life happens, I do know that the ideas will come. Needless to say, I had a fun(ny) text exchange with a parent of a CampCaribe Adventurer a few days ago, and her sense of humor is what inspired me to write about guineps, a tropical fruit (pictured right). But before I tell those of you that don't know about guineps what they are, here's the exchange:
- Parent: Really stupid question. [My daughter] has a moderate sized suitcase with wheels and handles. Does she really need the duffel bag? If yes, I'll get her one.
- Me: If you want her to bring a suitcase and you're prepared for it to be beaten up and knocked around at a campground, it's okay to bring the suitcase.
- Parent: Beat up just by virtue of getting to the campground and not because it will be used as a bowling pin, right?
- Me: Laughing. The paperwork indicates that U shouldn't send anything to camp that is new or important to you. The luggage may be fine, but it IS a camp environment.
- Parent: Cool. Glad you are laughing. So don't be frustrated with my daughter's crazy sense of humor. You know apple trees don't bear kenips...
She's a crack up.

If you aren't hanging out in Central or South America, Mexico or the Caribbean, you're likely to find guineps with some of the fruit and veggie street vendors and/or Jamaican & Latino grocers in many places including California, DC, New York and Florida, which makes sense considering the demographics. When I was looking for recipes, I found that the pulp is juiced with limes and/or ginger to make a refreshing drink in Jamaica and that some countries even can the pulp.
I could go on and on, but I like to keep my blog posts relatively short (ha!). Besides, I'm leaving for the US Virgin Islands in about 10 hours. Gotta get myself a buncha kenips...