I just finished watching The Neon Demon, and I had the same squeamish feeling while attempting to eat a cherimoya as I have just now. Spoiler alert: The Neon Demon involves human blood ingestion.
…Without moving to a tropical climate. I live in the Rocky Mountains at 9,000 feet above sea level and I like living here. Even when it’s 13 degrees Fahrenheit outside during the day and especially when it’s snowing.
Cast iron pans: sign of a true DIY-er, in this day and age of convenience food and non-stick cookware. Or a sign of someone who grew up in the Southern or Western United States. Or the sign of a “foodie” poseur.