Fruit Fight!

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[Fata Morgana]

Where the fuck are all the gooseberries? When and why did they go out of fashion?

 

[spacekowboy]

What did Q ever do to you??


That's a bit insensitive, Des.

 

[Fata Morgana]

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
“Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpeck’d cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots, strawberries;—
All ripe together
In summer weather,—
Morns that pass by,
Fair eves that fly;
Come buy, come buy:
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Pomegranates full and fine,
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Rare pears and greengages,
Damsons and bilberries,
Taste them and try:
Currants and gooseberries,
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Come buy, come buy."

 

[4est_4est_Gump]

I don't eat fruit.



I live in the BBQ zone...

 

[underguy1]

Comice are the best pears.
Russets are the best apples.
Wood strawberries are the best strawberries.
Greengages are the best plums.
Also, white nectarines are better than yellow, and Turkish figs are the best.
You could disagree, but you would be wrong.

What? That's just madness.

Black Doris are the best plums by far.

And Bowens are far and away the best mangos.

 

[LIVINRFANTASIES]

I remember the evening we stopped by accident at a gay bar. Two guys in drag got into an arguement which ended up as a fruit fight!

 

[Equinoxe]

À chacun son goût is far too French, after all.

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
“Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy:
Apples and quinces,
Lemons and oranges,
Plump unpeck’d cherries,
Melons and raspberries,
Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches,
Swart-headed mulberries,
Wild free-born cranberries,
Crab-apples, dewberries,
Pine-apples, blackberries,
Apricots, strawberries;—
All ripe together
In summer weather,—
Morns that pass by,
Fair eves that fly;
Come buy, come buy:
Our grapes fresh from the vine,
Pomegranates full and fine,
Dates and sharp bullaces,
Rare pears and greengages,
Damsons and bilberries,
Taste them and try:
Currants and gooseberries,
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Figs to fill your mouth,
Citrons from the South,
Sweet to tongue and sound to eye;
Come buy, come buy."

I like Christina Rossetti muchly.

 

[Fata Morgana]

À chacun son goût is far too French, after all.



I like Christina Rossetti muchly.

Me too.

 

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[Jennifer]

De gustibus non est disputandum takes the concept back further, of course, though one might take the long-term view, as my mother's French tutor did, that French is merely a florid Latin dialect.

But the Latin is the truer phrase. There are no disputes of taste, because it is self-evident.

Oh, and Muscat grapes are the best, naturally. I am sure we all agree.

They are like sex in my mouth.

 

[Equinoxe]

Me too.

Lovely! I cannot say too much or I'll spoil my reputation for hating all non-East Asian poetry.

De gustibus non est disputandum takes the concept back further, of course, though one might take the long-term view, as my mother's French tutor did, that French is merely a florid Latin dialect.

But the Latin is the truer phrase. There are no disputes of taste, because it is self-evident.

Oh, and Muscat grapes are the best, naturally. I am sure we all agree.

If this is English: "Ongietan sceal gleaw hæle hu gæstlic bið, / þonne ealre þisse worulde wela weste stondeð"; and so is all of this, then I see no reason why French cannot be just a peculiar dialect of Latin.

 

[Mr Noone]

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They are like sex in my mouth.

I'll give you muscat grapes...

I love figs.

 

[neci]

muscadine grapes make some of the best jelly i have ever tasted.

 

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[Jennifer]

I'll give you muscat grapes...

I love figs.

I love grapes, crackers, and cheese platters on Friday evenings. Perhaps an olive or four.

 

[neci]

please put the olives inside my martini.

 

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[Jennifer]

please put the olives inside my martini.

You know I will. And I will put them in other places as well.

Hide and go seek.

 

[Mr Noone]

Old English is sublime, in the proper sense of the word. That is gorgeous.

I do think we need to bring back the thone and eth. There really are two pronunciations of the "th" sound.

I love grapes, crackers, and cheese platters on Friday evenings. Perhaps an olive or four.

Sounds lovely. I know where you should hide the olives.

 

[underguy1]

Black Doris sounds delightfully quaint, but she cannot be as good as the aristocratic Reine-Claude, wife of François 1er. As for mangos, is it not understood that Alphonsos reign supreme?

How very dare you, sir? Those are fighting words. Alphonsos are mangos of the past.

 

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[Jennifer]

I do think we need to bring back the thone and eth. There really are two pronunciations of the "th" sound.


Sounds lovely. I know where you should hide the olives.

Me, too. In my basement in case a hurricane comes.

 

[Queersetti]

Where the fuck are all the gooseberries? When and why did they go out of fashion?

When were they in fashion? The Renaissance?