A Grandfather’s Monologue
December 3, 2012
If you’re not careful, too much pomelo will give you the runs, but the leaves of the tree make the sweetest tea. The day before you want to drink, cut leaves from the tree. Dry them on the roof, under sun. Next day, steep them, then leave the tea to cool. My grandmother would make it for me, as a child. She lived alone, I visited her sometimes, she really loved me. I was the only grandson, not like the others, I was blood for sure. Blood, for sure.