It was like—what? Like putting your finger in a tub of raisins and trying to free just a few. But when you do, you come away with far more than you wanted. A whole handful. Fifty or a hundred. There’s no telling with raisins, no way of counting when they’re all clumped together. So you press the whole cluster into your mouth and chew because what else can you do with a solid mass of raisins that you’ve already touched?
5 responses to “Like Raisins”
It seems you caught me with a fistful of raisins. Same story with dried cranberries, by the way.
Excellent point! Dates and prunes, too, I would imagine.
I like your style. Your analogy of raisins hit the spot–literally and figuratively.
I’d like to nominate you for the Versatile Blogger Award. If you’d like to participate, please visit http://never2late2write.com/2012/01/16/vesatile-blogger-award-nomination/. Thank you for sharing your blog. it is truly a privilege.
Sincerely,
Janet
Thanks, Janet! Click here to see my nominees for the Versatile Blogger Award.
Haha, inspired! I find it terrible (just terrible) that toffee pieces are similarly challenging.