I have to be honest though, when I was a kid, I never was impressed by this salad. It was...fruit. I'm sure that there are kids out there that prefer fruit over cake and ice cream but I was certainly not one of them.
Of course, I was afraid of making a mistake, but after I came up with a plan, I just sort of went for it. I got started by cutting a couple of large zig-zagged chunks on each side while leaving one strip at the top to serve as a sort of handle.
For the most part, I've always eaten lots of raw foods to stay healthy, but doing something like this would have seemed like a waste of time to my younger self.
I saw cooking as ephemeral and wasn't drawn to it for that reason and now, I am finally seeing that its that same ephemeral quality that makes so much of what my mother did beautiful.
At her core, she loved to make people happy with the gifts that she was given and I’d like to carry on doing some of the things she was known for. I'm sure I'll be making this fruit salad for the years to come. If you're having a party, let me know, I'll bring the watermelon.