Dates! On sticks, though I want to call them vines. They're kind of like hard, large grapes, or a cross between grapes and large olives. They aren't anything like I expected. I was walking up Fraser Street to Breka to buy croissants, when I glimpsed these for sale at the green grocer next door. Such a pretty colour...

They taste like dates, but less condensed. Crunchy, like Asian Pears. (Didn't we call them 'Apple-Pears' in the 90s?)

With a perfect pit in the centre. These ones aren't fully ripe, so they have that starchy flavour that under-ripe bananas have. A little unpleasant, but not enough to stop me from eating them.