If I were a pomegranate, I think I’d find it difficult to be humble. I don’t know why they fascinate me so much, but there’s something more to these fruit than their rivals. I’m still looking for a way to truly reveal their beauty. For now this will have to do. Here’s to the return of pomegranate season. One of the truly great things about being in this part of the world.
It’s a great time of year to be in this part of the world. Pomegranates or nar as they’re referred to in Turkey are native to this region. Whether they’re squeezed on a citrus press into a refreshing juice, sprinkled on a salad in aril form (the little juice-encased seeds you can see above) or simply popped one at a time into your mouth, you’ll never encounter anything quite like a pomegranate. These amazing fruits have been cultivated for thousands of years, and are mentioned in Greek, Judaic, Christian and Islamic texts, associated with both paradise and the underworld. Some Hebrew scholars even believe that it may have been the original forbidden fruit. Interesting then that it’s been associated with so many disease-fighting and longevity-promoting benefits. Taking pictures of them yesterday evening in the late day light I was thinking how an uncut pomegranate looks a bit like a whirling dervish…