JEZEBEL'S WORLD: THINGS THAT ROCK

If you are a wannabe Queen of Entertainment like me, check out this post by Julie. It's a good thing.

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Pretty Pineapple

When I teach my kids a certain technique, pertaining to chores, I like to start with, "I learned this in the Navy," which is supposed to conjure up a certain amount of interest. Plus, my dad used to say it. "I learned this in the Navy." So, in keeping with tradition, I thought I would begin my Pretty Pineapple lesson with, "I learned this in the Navy." But, I can't use that phrase anymore because my kids always say, "Mom, we really thought you were in the Navy." Incidentally, I was never in the Navy, and neither was my dad. It was an expression, okay?! If I try this expression on my kids now....well, it has the opposite effect of the original intention. Since honesty is the best policy, and my kids prefer it to fictitious expressions, I will preface this Pretty Pineapple lesson with the truth.

I learned how to cut Pretty Pineapple in college. Every Friday I would ride my bike to campus at 3 a.m. so I could begin preparations for the Skyroom's gourmet buffet. I dressed a fish, boiled a huge vat of shrimp, fixed Kiwi Chicken, and prepared Pretty Pineapple. In fact, when I first laid eyes upon Mr. B. (my future husband to be), it was on a Friday. I was concerned about meeting him that particular day because I smelled and looked like a boiled shrimp. He didn't seem to mind, because shortly thereafter he asked me out. But, that is another story.

I think the pineapple pictures speak for themselves. Be sure to use fancy toothpicks - the kind with colored cellophane, frayed and fanning on top. And use a formal platter - one that will compliment and support the palmy leaves.