tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post6504729371035832585..comments2023-12-03T20:07:04.781+11:00Comments on Lexicon Harlot: Apples of loveAlexis, Baron von Harlothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-49599354276710072772007-04-04T21:26:00.000+10:002007-04-04T21:26:00.000+10:00Yes, I was a bit confused about the fig thing, but...Yes, I was a bit confused about the fig thing, but I thought it must be right! Well, I wanted it to be right!<BR/><BR/>If I finish this bloody thing and actually send off the MS, I will reward myself with some figs and a pomegranate (and maybe even some Pimm's).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-82041360782760076172007-04-04T21:19:00.000+10:002007-04-04T21:19:00.000+10:00Definitely eat a fresh fig or two. They're delicio...Definitely eat a fresh fig or two. They're delicious. As are pomegranates, although they take a bit of work. You need to mine your way in through the woody rind, then dig out all the seeds, and decide whether you want to swallow them whole or nibble their tasty flesh off.<BR/><BR/>"Knickers" was a slight exaggeration. I just meant that figleaves (as you probably do know, actually) recur with suspicious frequency occluding the nether regions of Adams and Eves and Greek gods and so on.<BR/><BR/>A storehouse of lascivious facts? Me? It must be all those apples.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-1430394171657929672007-04-04T21:08:00.000+10:002007-04-04T21:08:00.000+10:00Oh! I didn't know that at all and it's so very be...Oh! I didn't know that at all and it's so very beautiful! I've never actually had a pomegranate and I don't think I've had a fig that wasn't cooked as part of something. This conversation reminds me that I really need to explore some fruit (and to read some more Jeanette Winterson!).<BR/><BR/>Didn't know about the knickers either. You are a storehouse of lascivious facts!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-36648198962024411032007-04-04T17:20:00.000+10:002007-04-04T17:20:00.000+10:00"Pomegranate" derives from pomo granato: apple of ..."Pomegranate" derives from pomo granato: apple of garnet. Which is a beautiful derivation. The seeds are like perfect little garnets. And so acidic and sweet at the same time.<BR/><BR/>There's no denying the pomegranate is the queen of fruits, but I will defend the apple, on and on. I think they're lovely.<BR/><BR/>I'm surprised you folk haven't started going on about figs yet. Flowers on the inside: everything on the inside. Seam-splitting milky-rose sweetness. I'm sure there's a reason why figleaves served as the first knickers.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-38665204370366190372007-04-04T17:18:00.000+10:002007-04-04T17:18:00.000+10:00On second thoughts, I think this is the one that r...On second thoughts, I think this is <A HREF="http://www.hort.purdue.edu/newcrop/caravaggio/15.html" REL="nofollow">the one</A> that really sends me weak at the knees.<BR/><BR/>A fruit like that can be carried around any way it wants to be carried around, as far as I'm concerned!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-16164679453470846122007-04-04T17:13:00.000+10:002007-04-04T17:13:00.000+10:00I really must be slipping to have forgotten this o...I really must be slipping to have forgotten <A HREF="http://www.hort.purdue.edu/newcrop/caravaggio/16.html" REL="nofollow">this one</A>.<BR/><BR/>K (really likes paintings of fruit).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-12158769538466385152007-04-04T17:12:00.000+10:002007-04-04T17:12:00.000+10:00But try carrying pomegranates around in your armpi...But try carrying pomegranates around in your armpits for a week.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-27964766453109364512007-04-04T16:41:00.000+10:002007-04-04T16:41:00.000+10:00Morris' pomegranates.Imagine having that on your w...<A HREF="http://www.vam.ac.uk/images/image/22345-popup.html" REL="nofollow">Morris' pomegranates</A>.<BR/><BR/>Imagine having that on your wall!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-27020423507399013812007-04-04T16:20:00.000+10:002007-04-04T16:20:00.000+10:00A pomegranate coming undone (if you scroll down).I...<A HREF="http://www.rossettiarchive.org/docs/s233.r-2.rap.html" REL="nofollow">A pomegranate coming undone</A> (if you scroll down).<BR/><BR/>I agree- Apples ain't got nothing on it!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-48051268686044335342007-04-04T16:10:00.000+10:002007-04-04T16:10:00.000+10:00'tis a good thing fruit flies.'tis a good thing fruit flies.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-23571787905360709342007-04-04T16:01:00.000+10:002007-04-04T16:01:00.000+10:00"Oh, great! My wife's just given birth to a Fruit!..."Oh, great! My wife's just given birth to a Fruit!"TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-1871889818595602042007-04-04T15:42:00.000+10:002007-04-04T15:42:00.000+10:00and what did Papa have to say about that?and what did Papa have to say about that?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-24214224789102717572007-04-04T14:52:00.000+10:002007-04-04T14:52:00.000+10:00Q: What did the little bird say when it found an O...Q: What did the little bird say when it found an Orange in its nest? <BR/><BR/>A: "Look at the orange Mama-laid!"TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-74455712824531037662007-04-04T14:49:00.000+10:002007-04-04T14:49:00.000+10:00just mean -assisi aside- toms are so much saucier....just mean -assisi aside- toms are so much saucier. and i find it inexplicable that there could be an argument otherwise.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-22504710368801067832007-04-04T14:31:00.000+10:002007-04-04T14:31:00.000+10:00sorry lexi, but really, i mean apples? apples?sorry lexi, but really, i mean apples? apples?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-57309239471249562912007-04-04T14:27:00.000+10:002007-04-04T14:27:00.000+10:00nobody said nothink in any bibles about apples. an...nobody said nothink in any bibles about apples. and as for their cut in half loviness - ever seen a pomegranate come undone?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-9018736145444907692007-04-04T14:18:00.000+10:002007-04-04T14:18:00.000+10:00A comedy of Mannas?A comedy of Mannas?TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-86644124221807752552007-04-04T14:08:00.000+10:002007-04-04T14:08:00.000+10:00Plenty of Bibles in *Oranges however.Manna from He...Plenty of Bibles in *Oranges however.<BR/><BR/>Manna from Heaven, Womanna from Hell. <BR/><BR/><BR/>*are not the only fruit.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-52606679434473346242007-04-04T12:00:00.000+10:002007-04-04T12:00:00.000+10:00I ate ravioli in Assisi, drenched with creamy appl...<I>I ate ravioli in Assisi, drenched with creamy apple sauce.</I><BR/><BR/>Oh Gosh, did you? (So envious of both the dish and the travel she can barely type).<BR/><BR/>I must be thinking of a painting. I've always thought of the pomegranate as the forbidden fruit too and I'm fairly sure that's artistically prompted.<BR/><BR/>I was a vegetarian for a spell as a child, much to my mother's horror (I was tall and rail thin and she was convinced I was going to become anaemic). Of course I still ate fish and chicken, as I was told that they don't have any feelings. Even now I'm not overly fond of red meat. I generally dislike beef and I only like lamb if it's been cooked well. I could not possibly give up the seafood though.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-20562965061324651152007-04-04T11:14:00.000+10:002007-04-04T11:14:00.000+10:00So far as I know, Karen, the Bible is entirely ora...So far as I know, Karen, the Bible is entirely orange-free. Maybe you saw a Hieronymus Bosch painting of the Tree?<BR/><BR/>I don't do spaghetti Bolognese, on account of the minced cow content, but yes, there's no denying, tomati are cheap and versatile. As are apples, though. Come to think of it, I ate ravioli in Assisi, drenched with creamy apple sauce. Could spell the end for the tomato, if apples start taking over there.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-44621466452038828722007-04-04T10:59:00.000+10:002007-04-04T10:59:00.000+10:00I was always under the impression that the forbidd...I was always under the impression that the forbidden fruit was an orange. I don't know where I'm getting that from, but I'm sure you can tell me, Alexis (I was raised as a Catholic, so I've barely read the bible!).<BR/><BR/>I think the tomato must be the Thornbury "apple of love" because if one was not a very good cook and/or was a penniless student and found oneself in the position of cooking for someone else, one would inevitably make spaghetti bolognese, although it might be a bit ambitious not to use a jar of something. Certainly, the raw and the uncooked variety holds more potential for the youthful imagination!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-31760405658912606182007-04-04T10:42:00.000+10:002007-04-04T10:42:00.000+10:00Ah, you see, the thing is, the word "apple" has a ...Ah, you see, the thing is, the word "apple" has a long history of being more or less synonymous with "fruit", which kinda excuses the tomato's being called an apple, and robs this post of all its righteous indignation. Robert Eden, in a 1555 book about the New World, refers to the "Venemous apples wherwith they [the South Americans] poyson theyr arrowes."<BR/><BR/>As for manna, see Numbers 11:7, "And the manna was as coriander seed, and the color thereof as the colour of bdellium." Ah, yes, good old bdellium.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-77133351300441803962007-04-04T10:31:00.000+10:002007-04-04T10:31:00.000+10:00When did apples become identified with the fruit i...When did apples become identified with the fruit in the Garden of Eden, I wonder? That would have been a renaissance thing, no - seeing as the relevant history is middle eastern, wouldn't the fruit originally have been something like persimmons? Also, when God promises Moses 'a land flowing with milk and honey', isn't that a rather odd promise? What's so grand about milk and honey? They taste nice, I'll grant you, and may taste even nicer when mixed together (smoothie, anyone?) but they're hardly the epitomy of luxury. Surely? <BR/><BR/>And what does Manna From Heaven taste like? I'd imagine it's like tofu, but I could be wrong.TimThttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10333303180015967125noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-38881286382553812252007-04-04T08:16:00.000+10:002007-04-04T08:16:00.000+10:00Yeah, LTD, I'd hate to see someone trying to check...Yeah, LTD, I'd hate to see someone trying to check their email on a tomato.Alexis, Baron von Harlothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04675225579658733004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492889481663521911.post-84459505469757577662007-04-04T00:24:00.000+10:002007-04-04T00:24:00.000+10:00Apple has since gone from being a rite of passage ...Apple has since gone from being a rite of passage for many a boy¹, and then the preserve of self-styled artistic types, to an increasingly socially acceptable lifestyle choice, an in-your-face badge of uncommon pride, and finally the symbol of flair over value-for-money² as it stands today.<BR/><BR/>¹<I>In yon days of the 6502.</I><BR/>²<I>Relative to what else is in the marketplace.</I>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com