Prune Juice

I remember staying with my grandparents as a child, and my disgust at my grandfather’s breakfasts. All-bran with prunes, marmite on toast, with freshly squeezed orange juice. I sat there with my coco-pops, legs swinging under the table, while he chuckled at my screwed-up face and teased me.

I also remember when I finally bothered to taste prunes. Delicious! I thought they’d be a great healthy snack to eat in front of the television, and ate half a bag at once. Then I discovered what eating so many prunes at once does to the digestive system. Fortunately I didn’t have anywhere to go the next morning.

So I’m on to you, prunes. You are tasty but dangerous. And I worry that prune juice may be concentrated trouble.

It looks like brown muddy water. Not attractive.

Unscrewing the metal lid off the glass bottle. Sniff. Heavy sticky-treacle scent of essence of prune. Mmm.

Sip. The smell is stronger than the taste. It does taste like prunes, but with less bite. Still syrup-sweet. It’s almost like a dessert wine!

I miss the soft chewy texture of the dried fruit. I mean, it’s okay. Nothing wrong with it. But I’d always rather eat than drink.

Also then I can regulate my prune intake to prevent another… incident.

But I’m going to finish the bottle! And then maybe I should find some marmite to taste.

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Specifics: Sunraysia prune juice, bought from Coles Macquarie Fields