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Everything here GROWS. Lavender and figs and rosemary and wheat and iris and palms and cacti and passion fruit and...

Courtney and I found a passiflora vine on a gate behind a hospital on our post-dinner walk last night. I've never actually see one bear fruit, but there they were, the cutest little apricot-soft orange dumplings, dozens of 'em.

I bit into one, but that was clearly not the way to do business: skin was tasteless and the pith bitter. Then on I sucked out the clumps of seed so red they looked like brains soaked in blood and squished 'em around in my mouth like jello and swallowed 'em down one after another after another.