A brief history search tells me that this is my fifth post about oranges, but this will be the one that matters.
If I could say anything to the various people who cut oranges for others to eat, it would be: No more pole-to-pole cutting! You know what I mean – where you cut an orange in half from top-to-bottom, then each half in two or three more chunks, also cut top-to-bottom? Like so:
(These are leftovers from school that needed to be thrown out or eaten.) In my experience, they are not difficult for an adult to eat, but if you want to peel away the …. peel, you get your hands all sticky with juice. Children – preschoolers especially – cannot peel them at all. They take one bite out of them to try and suck the juice out, and if they are especially advanced, cram the rest in their mouth for the classic Orange Smile that is funny for about three seconds then very, very annoying and gross.
Give us latitude cuts.
(For illustration purposes, I cut apart and arranged the above wedges into a crude facsimile of what I mean.)
Cut from pole-to-pole, then cut across into slices, not wedges. The entire flesh can be bitten and pulled out with zero waste. They are crazy fun to eat if you pull the ends apart and reveal a handful of little edible Trivial Pursuit pieces. When we cut them this way for snack, and the kids eat several slices, leaving only the peel and displaying their God-given, regular smiles.
Here endeth the lesson.
Brad says
I always just peel mine. I used to eat an orange for lunch every day. I’m not doing that any more. Maybe it’s not orange season? That’s early winter, right?