Fruit of the Day (FOTD): Rambutan

This is probably one of the randomest ideas I had in my entire blogging adventure. Out of the many pressing issues we have in our society, I decided to talk about....dandadadan...fruits. Yeah, Yeah. I, too, was like "What the F?" As in..."What the Fruit???" hihihi! Sorry guys but I also want you to be involved in my healthy living campaign. Since the Rambutan season here in the Philippines is not over yet, this is my very first FOTD post.

THROWBACK: Photos above were taken 3 years ago

Let me give you a brief intro first. I was born and raised in Manila so I never really had a province where I can take a break from the hustle and bustle of city life. Yep, I was that little girl in school where the getting-to-know-stage always went something like this: "San province nyo?" "Ay, wala eh." -End of conversation- So when I got married, it's really a bonus that my husband was born in Tiaong, Quezon where his parents currently live. It was like I wanted to gather all my former classmates for a press conference--"I have an announcement to make. MAY PROBINSYA NA KOOOO!!! Tara, usap tayo!!" hehehe. And the best part is...their home is surrounded by a looooooot of fruit-bearing trees. So now I'm entitled for short and sweet weekend vacations whenever we visit my in-laws. It's really a refreshing treat when you wake up and step outside the door and all you see are trees---in the backyard, in the frontyard, in the -err- sideyard (If there's such a thing!) We were there a few days ago. Here are some camera phone photos as we enjoyed an early morning date with nature.
  

Rambutan is a tropical fruit rich in water, protein, fiber and Vitamin C. It is said to be widely found in Southeast Asia. And here's a little trivia: Did you know that Rambutan came from the Malay word "Rambut" which means hairy? It's obviously pertaining to the spiky appearance of the fruit which some may find a little weird. Kayo naman, don't judge a book by its cover. It's not a book. It's a fruit! wenk. wenk. wenk. My 3-year-old niece even calls it cockroach but we both share the love for this sweet and juicy fruit. But there's a part that I really despise: The "Pre-Munch" stage. Peeling it somewhat requires a bit of effort but if you have a husband who lovingly tolerates your laziness, Congratulations! You're a one lucky wife! hehehe :)

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