I'm about to break hearts all over the place. I don't like melons. Honestly, I can't even say that I don't like the taste, because I don't even remember the last time I ate any type of melon. My problem with melons is that they smell so vile that I can't be near them. Ask my mom. I'll say "Keep that plate on the other side of the table." They are so fragrant it almost kills me.
The worst part is, apparently melon is a pleasurable smell to the rest of the world. How many cucumber melon candles and body sprays can exist on one planet? A LOT, I am here to tell you. So everywhere I go, I have to talk myself out of spewing on the spot. The smell...oh the smell.
Barf.
Doing research about melons, I found out that they all fall under the "muskmelon" category. My grandma calls them muskmelons. I thought she was crazy. Apparently, she is not. But throwing the word "musk" in front of "melon" for a person who already finds the melon smell positively horrific does not help me. At all!
So please. Keep that plate away from me.
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