My fruit bowl is overflowing. Grapefruit, blood oranges, apples, pears and that crazy-looking thing that resembles something you might see on the ocean floor—that's “Buddha’s Hand citron.” It looks a bit like E.T. hiding in the closet in that photo.
Buddha’s Hand citron’s origin is the citron. Many centuries ago a genetic mutation caused the citron fruit to split along the segments while growing in southwestern China and northeastern India. Ever since, Buddha’s Hand has been cultivated for its own unique properties. They contain no juice or pulp, and when sliced reveal solid pith.
Prized for their aromatic quality, one needs only smell one once to understand why. Their scent is citrusy, yes, but with a floral component that reminds me of jasmine. It smells a bit like the blossoms on my Meyer Lemon tree (before it died).
People do all sorts of things with it—zest and candy it, make marmalade, that kind of thing. I have a few plans for this weirdo of the citrus world, but the first involves slicing it up and infusing some vodka with it.
I also got two red pomelos, which are so gigantic that they're a little intimidating. No plans for these guys yet.