Case in point: Recently a neighbor brought me a gift of fresh picked sugar snap peas she'd grown on her community garden plot. The peas had been harvested an hour--maybe two--before they were delivered to my door in their perfect one-person helping. I began to wash them and popped one into my mouth where it exploded into a vine fresh goodness. Another one met its fate the same way. I can't remember ever tasting such fresh peas, even from the Farmers Market!
I looked at the little pile of peas in my colander and was inspired. Here is the e-mail I sent to my neighbor. If I'd had eaten any more before e-mailing, I would have needed to spell THNX instead.
This picture is the only thing left of the peas. Yum!