When we were kids, our uncle owned a pineapple farm. Not every weekend but often, we’d visit and come home with the back of our station wagon filled with pineapples. We’d eat pineapple on our cereal or just with milk for breakfast - I love the way it curdles the milk- pineapple sandwiches for lunch and pineapple flummery for dessert. Sometimes even sweet’n’sour pork for mains. I love pineapple but never buy one. After getting them for free, I just can’t bring myself to pay money for them. And they’re not nearly as sweet and juicy as my uncle’s!