Grenade ... childhood memories ... ;-)

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Grenade ... strange fruit, which usually do not know how to eat, to not mess ... Great hands it to him, so rude nibbling on a grain of ... Unfortunately, not always and not everywhere falls to eat with your hands;-)

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Garnet was like for people on gluten-free diet. While reading about the health benefits you can feel as if read by an antidote for all the evil!

Garnet has a positive effect on the circulatory system, has some magical power in the topic of cancer - a person suffering from celiac disease, which, despite the desire sometimes withdraws from the diet is the group asking for cancer (yes, say the study).

Gosh! And here I should write "I'm Stupid" ... Yes, there are days when the diet I put on a side track, despite the theoretical preparation Fri "What can I be in a few years" ... But I will not lie to myself, and sometimes greed or convenience wins ... and sometimes there are days when such mundane topics as what you eat does not exist ... Because if there is such great breakfast than on the run, in the car with someone who dry bread tastes as good as shrimp?! That day I was about a week ago ... friend, who has always been there - picked me up from the bus, which took off at 5:30 am, drove to the goal after 10 in the morning (I went to bed around 2 am, I woke up around 4 in the morning) ... And when I got out of the bus, or did not know my name, or if I want more to eat or drink ... regretted cold coke bottle that was in the fridge at home ... I look like I just rolled over tractor ... we drove into town late ... in stock in the country could not pay the card, in my wallet and I did not even buck cash ... And then a great friend, a great chef, Wojtek - He prepared breakfast - bought - sausage hunting, Mars and Coca Cola - and at such a time is an important part of Mars or manufacturer delicious sausages ...

Returning to the topic - the grenade is also a good effect on the fetus. Unfortunately, the studies say that pregnancy is a difficult topic for people suffering from celiac disease ... :-/ 

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 For me, the grenade is also a childhood memory ... When I was a kid my dad often went. Once in a shorter time for longer. It seems to me that going to war against Iraq - Iran, was one of those long ... I do not remember what year it was ... War was in the eighties ... I did not go to school yet ...

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Whenever dad left he brought gifts for my brother and me. Typically, these were "żeleźniaki" small metal cars. I had them as much as a rich boy. I learned to play with dolls only in school from friends. Cars that was what I liked. Probably because of the gifts dad's travels not associated with anything bad. When he returned from the war, my dad brought my grenades! In the eighties such extravagant fruit in Poland was not ;-) Combining the facts that my dad was in the war and that we got grenades - my brothe and I said to kids in the yard: "Dad was in the war and brought us grenades!" Hehehe! Even not lied, and our story stimulated imagination!

I do not even remember from that time that I tasted the fruit. Now I love pomegranates! The taste and memories! ;-)

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