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Some of my family visited my son in
Spain this summer. He took them to Seville, and knowing my tastes, they
brought me back a jar of Naranja Amarga, orange marmalade.
An English merchant in the 1700’s purchased three-dozen bushels of oranges
from the small grove behind the Cathedral of Seville. In trying to sell
them in England, they were far too bitter to be edible. To use the product
and to camouflage the taste, he invented orange marmalade.
The metaphor of the name is that the fullness of life is
bittersweet.
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