Pomelo

Funk, sugar, acid and a fruit that will not go to mush. Thailand built a salad on it.

Salt-glutamate crumb clings to dry segments the way it never would to orange.

Toasted flakes add fat to a fruit that has none and needs some.

The segments burst separately, so the heat arrives in stages rather than all at once.

Salt drives water out of the vesicles and concentrates whatever sugar is there.

Menthol over dry bitter citrus; it stops the salad reading as pith.

Roast fat and crunch against dry pulp. The texture pairing more than the flavour one.

Caramel sweetness buries the pith bitterness without touching the acid.

Sweet white meat and segments that hold their shape. Neither turns to paste.

Bursting bitter citrus vesicles and a soapy peppery herb, both crunchy and cold.

Catechin and naringin are both dry-bitter; brewed together they read as one.

Apricot-floral over dry citrus. China candies the peel with it every autumn.

Iodine cream and dry bitter vesicles; the fruit does the job a citrus gel would.

Salt mould and pithy bitterness; the segments do what a pear would, but sharper.