I never used to like coconut. Those flakes are dry and definitely not very tasty. Even that one time I smashed open a coconut and tried a bit, I was not super impressed. Better than the flakes, but still dry and hard.
Well, as it turns out, the coconut that I used to know is only the inside of one. Yeah, you know when you would draw pictures of a tropical island as a kid and throw in a couple palm trees? Those coconuts you drew were not accurate. Sorry.
A real coconut is this oval of ruggedness that you have to chop with a machete to get to the good stuff. And when you get to that sphere that most resembles what we see in grocery stores, it is not dark brown. It’s a light shade of tan, bordering white. Now with this sphere of goodness, you can either slice it to make a small “lid”, or puncture it to make a hole. It must be done carefully because you wouldn’t want to spill the translucent liquid inside. Coconut milk. Well, it’s more like coconut water. Regardless, peering into my first coconut, all I felt was freshness. It’s like a little oasis inside this rough shell.
Once you drink the water, you are in for the best part; the white, soft flesh that surrounds the inside of the shell. Oh man, it is soooo good. It’s moist, and has a very subtle kind of milky taste. It’s hard to describe. It’s just awesome. (Yeah… fruit part beats out the water by a million… had trouble drinking that stuff)
Anyways, there is more to this post than me describing a coconut to you. Despite how much access to information we have, despite being supposedly connected to the world, I think we don’t know as much as we think we do. It’s a stupid little thing… but it bothers me that I used to think that little brown ball was what grew on a tree. It bothers me that I didn’t realize what I bought at that grocery was not a fresh coconut. It bothers me that I never even questioned it for a second.
I realize that a lot of people probably know that the Canadian version of a coconut is the inside and it’s not fresh. Hey, I may be the only one who didn’t realize. But, it’s just an example. The point is, I think we can all use the access to information and knowledge we have a little better. It starts with questioning things and being observant.
Who knows, maybe you’ll try some fruit you used to not like and realize it’s the most delicious thing ever.