Item 1: Do you know what a pimiento is? Besides being the little red rectangle inside an olive, I wasn't totally sure. A pimiento is a heart-shaped sweet pepper, 3-4 inches long, 2-3 inches wide. The outside flesh is tough, but the inside is even more aromatic than regular bell peppers. Olive companies often stuff pimientos in olives to off-set the olives' bitterness, honest they do. [I only added "honest they do" to emphasize the prodigious force of the alliteration in that sentence.]
On Independence Day, I took old-fashioned macaroni and cheese to a get-together, and just for kicks, I added a little jar of pimientos, drained. I know; just call me Martha. Surprisingly, all 3 of my kids loved it. Slam dunk. Boo-ya.
Item 2: Do you know the diff between pink lemonade and yellow? I didn't. So at lunch the other day, I did a blind taste test with my two teenagers to see if I could tell which was which. Meaning the lemonades, not the kids, but I do suspect even they have their own flavors because they for sure have their own odors.
(Aside: You see, here again is the beauty of being a SAHM home during July instead of being at work: I can perform awseome taste tests while my teenagers look at me with mild disdain. Woulda missed that oppotunity had I been standing at the copier at work.)
I could taste a difference, but I couldn't say which I thought was yellow or pink. My kids looked at me like I was nuts: "Of course there's a difference. The yellow is more sour."
Huh. Didn't know that. How did I stumble through life before I had teenagers, anyway?
So I Googled pink lemonade to find out why it's pink. Turns out that usually the lemonade makers add grenadine syrup or maraschino cherry juice. Since the syrup is sweeter, it makes pink less bitter. But that posed a problem for me because I didn't know exactly what grenadine syrup is, except it turns drinks of all kinds, alcoholic and non, pink.
Turns out it's made from pomegranates. It takes 2 1/4 lbs of pomegranates to make grenadine syrup. We have corn in Indiana; we have like, maybe, one or two pomegranates.
So if I were to fiddle with my yellow lemonade, I'd probably just go ahead and buy maraschino cherries or grenadine syrup because I'm not really Martha, who would cross a state line to fetch pomegranates in a hand-made wicker basket lined with organic embroidered linens from Italy.
But I do like me some sweet corn. With pimientos.