Celebrating grapefruit | Sherwood Park News
Article content In the winter, my husband is a grapefruit fiend. He spends the shoulder months between the end of seasonal fruit and the beginning of grapefruit season complaining about the lack of good fruit and hunting down the perfect honey crisp apple. Occasionally he succeeds and basks in the triumph of finding a good apple. When grapefruit season kicks in, where they’re from can make or break his mood. They have to be from Texas, though he will grudgingly eat them from elsewhere. His ideal grapefruit is bursting with juice and with a perfect balance of sweet, sour and bitter.