Pineapple an descriptive essayPaper Rating: Word Count: 913 Approx Pages: 4
Many people have misconceptions on a wide variety of fruits from kiwis to pineapples. As I walk down my hallway of hard cherry wood flooring and white accented walls I hear a rumbling in my cavernous stomach, I have a sudden urge for something exotic and tangible, but frigid cold at the same time, not like an exotic Mexican dish. As I ponder on what I shall consume on this weak and weary autumn day. I grasp out to grab the Maytag Elites refrigerator cold dead stainless steel arms as I pull open the doors to our lifeless food storage device I look up at the heaven like lighting to see a fruit. A fruit elevated above all other fruits that dare to compare in taste and looks. This fruit is of great stature and known throughout the world as a fruit fit for kings and queens.
As I grab the armored like fruit in my cold dead hands I look at the pineapple and see intricate details that evade normal eyes and those which don't care for the delectable and exotic fruit. As I tear off the Del Monte Gold tag like a little child tearing off a birthday card off a new present I notice it says extra sweet pineapple on tag, what a rarity to find a sweet and juicy pineapple most may think. The total height of this beastly fruit is a whopping and exhilarating fifteen point five inches, majority of that measurement comes from the jungle green leaves on the top of the luscious fruit. The jungle green colored leafs are like medieval swords from a bloody battle which are now laying in an empty field with moss growing over them showing the ages of time and history. As I picked it up by its long tender leafs one struggled off the body and the pineapple went falling down upon my cold granite countertop. As I examined the leaf it was rough at the top and as I descended with my finger tips I noticed it was getting softer and softer until I reached the bottom. The bottom of the leaf was the softest part of the exotic colored leaf; it felt as if I was rubbing... Continue Reading