He remembered them being so juicy and sweet and even eating the rind so none of it would go to waste.

When I eat clementines, I think of him and imagine him as a child with his siblings gobbling the juicy segments with delight, giggles and yummmmms.

When I eat clementines, I think of him and imagine him as a child with his siblings gobbling the juicy segments with delight, giggles and yummmmms.
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I love clementines... yummy. We always get a nectarine in our stockings.
Your grandpa was such a sweet man, no pun intended;)
We gobble at least 10 bags over the few months they're available ~ mmmm!! And when my parents come for Christmas, we buy a couple extra bags. That man can down Clementines like there's no tomorrow!
And by "that man," I mean my Dad. I just realized I didn't clarify that in my above comment ;-)
I love them too..as does my house hold!
Your grandfather told me he only got an orange on Christmas. None the rest of the year.
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