Kumquats: Rachel

Throughout the month of March, I came to realize that I had little inspiration to write on the topic of kumquats I had so enthusiastically proposed. After some thought, I had brainstormed multiple ideas, but individually, none of them were particularly satisfying. So, presented here is a collection of three ideas in the hopes that the total will be greater than the sum of its parts.

1) A kumquat-shaped poem

The kumquat
A fruit that is so rarely sought
Have you ever heard of two that fought
Over the fruit called kumquat?
It seems most are left to rot
Those kumquats

2) Kumquats, a brief encounter

At work one day, it was announced that we were to have cake in the afternoon in celebration of an unmemorable event. I really only recall the multilayer chocolate cake complete with vanilla filling and chocolate shavings. This cake was garnished by kumquats which looked lovely. There was a brief discussion among those at the table regarding the identity of these mysterious fruits. Once it was discovered that these were kumquats, a co-worker decided to taste a fruit. She promptly spit it out. Despite this adverse reaction, I, of course, felt the need to eat one. It wasn’t pleasant, but I at the whole thing.

3) Kumquats at the Conservatory of Flowers

Citrus trees populated a room at the Conservatory of Flowers. Kumquats were among them, and they added to the scenery.