I love fresh fruit. And I love pretty things.
So it would stand to reason, that I love it when my fruit is pretty.
Yes, I realize, it is pretty…all by its delectable lonesome…but there’s something delightful about lining up vibrant hues of juiciness on a pointy little stick and displaying them in a vase.
{oooh aaaah!}
And, as evidenced by my addiction to cake pops, I’m quite partial to things on sticks.
I’m also quite partial to writing run-on sentences. And complete nonsense. About fruit.
And cake.
fruit.cake
But I digress.
Taking fruit to a potluck or serving it up at a party, and want to break out of the run-of-the-mill toss-it-in-a-bowl mold?
Live on the edge, my friend!
Serve it on a stick.
With the most amazing pina colada fruit dip ever.
You’re welcome.
