Despite it’s exotic colors and scary name, dragon fruit is a deceptive disappointment. The product of a certain breed of South and Central American cacti, the beautifully thorny pink fruit screams “I’m different and delicious,” but it’s dalmationesque flesh peppered with little black seeds tastes less like it’s cousin the kiwi and more like cold pulpy paper. My dreams of discovering a new fruit and all of the potential for augmenting my diet with the cool delicious sweetness have been ruined.
Before you buy a dragon fruit, know this: It’s not worth it, save yourself time and money by buying 8 kiwis instead. You can thank me later.