I tried to make a cheese souffle and failed miserably. So I grabbed this handy fruit. I like a fun-shaped food as much as the next guy, but this little fellow was nothing special. Kind of like a watery kiwi. I wouldn’t cross the street for one. But I wouldn’t be scared away from a star-fruit-laden dessert, either. Will try again. The souffle, too. Even though the house smells disturbingly like eggs now.