WHAT SOME OF YOU DON’T KNOW
is that their are these fancy fruits called “Blood oranges”
It is called blood orange because the outside is all orangey, while the inside looks like flesh.
(no that is not a grapefruit)
While it is in the orange group, it’s not like other oranges.
According to sunkist.com ”All oranges contain carotene — that’s what makes them orange. Moros(blood oranges) get their red color from high concentrations of a pigment called anthocyanin, a powerful antioxidant that neutralizes the effects of free radicals. ”
So next time you see someone say something is blood orange, they are probably referring to the distinct tasting, red fleshy color inside a Moro,
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"I thought I’d seen the last of you."
No guys, I need to stop and talk about something in this movie and how fucking revolutionary it was; something that I haven’t seen in a movie before or since.
This is a movie about a kid who leaves her birth family.
Not a kid who find that they have a secret lineage or something that allows them to find their ‘true family’ - this is a movie about a kid whose true birth family is made up of bad people. So she gets out. And that is played as the right thing to do. She isn’t punished for it or made to feel bad about ‘abandoning her family’. There isn’t an underlying ‘but they’re your family and you have to love them’ or ‘they’re your family and they love you even if they don’t show it well or do hurtful things’ message of the kind that I see OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER in media. Matilda gets out and lives happily ever after because of it.
We need a million more movies like this to counter the metric shit ton of movies that directly counter this message.
#sometimes the family you start with isn’t a good one #but you can find your own #family is not absolute #blood is not absolute
Thank you for some understanding. I had to leave mine. The fact that I come from a military town hurts because family is the biggest thing there and I don’t have one. But the people who reblogged this, thank you, for understanding that family isn’t always a good thing, they won’t always be there when you need them.
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if you ever feel bad about yourself, just remember that one time i had to fly with my cello so we bought it a seat
and it got upgraded to first class
i hate being that guy who adds onto a text post but my dad is a cellist and he has to buy a seat for his cello every time he has to fly somewhere for a show and the cello has become such a valued customer for airlines that we regularly get mail addressed to “Cello Friesen” for airfare deals and stuff