— Begin short story about papaya —
There once was a papaya that lived at the grocery store. The papaya was sad and lonely because it wasn’t as popular as the apples or bananas. People would walk by the papaya, only stopping long enough for a quizzical look to form on their face before they moved on to a more traditional fruit.
Then one day a fruit tasting table was set up so that all of the less popular fruits might have a chance to find a home. This is when Heather first encountered our little orangish/greenish/yellowish friend and brought him home.
Once the papaya arrived at our home there arose a question of what one can do with a papaya. Do we give it to Cassidy and Matt? Nooooooo. Matt thinks papaya is the devil’s fruit. Do we find a Hawaiian with whom we could share a little taste of home? Nooooooo. We don’t know any Hawaiians in these parts.
In the end Heather did with the papaya the same thing she does with all fruits that cross her path – she jammed it. This made the papaya very happy and he settled into his new home in the fridge.
— End short story about papaya —
While looking for a way to elevate my eclairs to the next level of yumminess I decided to try mixing in Heather’s papaya jam with the custard filling. Here is a picture of the custard and jam before I mixed them together and stuffed the eclair.
After trying one of these Hawaiian Eclairs Heather said, “It was delicious.”
Others present stated, “It was yummy-delicious.”
