Lucky for us, it was pomegranate season when we touched down in Jerusalem.
The ruby red orbs were everywhere – sold in restaurants and on street corners. We sampled our first taste (though it wasn’t the last) from this jovial man in the Jerusalem market. He made swift work of the juicing, adding the contents of two full fruits to each glass.
The taste. Just as sweet and “puckery” as you’d imagine.
How many things can you say “puckery” about??