Monday, September 21, 2009


I had a ridiculously large 39 pound watermelon my grandmother grew in her garden. (Yup, we weighed it).
I juiced most of it for cocktails for an upcoming party at a friend's house. Needless to say, my kitchen is a gross sticky mess! As I was scooping it out, I thought it might make a perfect finger food for Graham. It's was mushy enough to sort of melt in his mouth and didn't seem like it would choke him. He really enjoyed feeding himself pieces of the watermelon.

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