My passion.

Passion fruit.

Until my honeymoon, I always thought passion fruit was merely a fruity scent. Something only popular in candles and shampoo. Once in St. Lucia, I was taken aback by this strange fruit with an even stranger consistency. The passion fruit itself almost looks like a tropical caviar, and as soon as you scoop out your first bite... you rethink everything that you have ever eaten before.

With your first spoonful, your taste-buds dance with the combination of sweet and tart, with a surprising crunchy bite. Explosions of flavor!

Every morning in St. Lucia, I would bounce into the seaside restaurant, grabbing the first couple passion fruits I found on my way. I'd sit and slowly scoop and munch....scoop and munch, while looking out into the Caribbean and planning our next adventure for the day. (while also sipping the fresh passion fruit juice made every morning)

I am connected to my favorite memories by the memories of food eaten along the way.

Since my honeymoon, I'd always think about the amazing food I'd found and try to find alternatives at the store. Welch's Passionfruit Juice has been a suitable alternative for the juice, but I've never found passion fruit. I've even thought about ordering some online and having them shipped...until this week.

While walking through my friendly neighborhood HEB (Buffalo Market) I gasped when I found a small pile of passion fruit beside the coconuts! I grabbed two handfuls and quickly filled the closest bag. At $2 each, it was a pricey shopping trip... but by far the highlight of

my week!

I'm actually eating one right now.

scoop and munch....scoop and munch....