Have you ever smelled the scent of a ripe pomegranate? Well that smell is a reminder of my childhood…Going to Croatia every summer and carefully peeling a giant pomegranate the size of my head. I would peel the whole thing and my brother Matt and I would eat massive hand-fulls as a reward for our excellent peeling skills. In Croatian we call them sipak. Pronounced She-puck.

Now it’s a treat for me after yoga sometimes to have a bowl of peeled, ready to eat – cold pomegranates waiting for me in the fridge after a hot yoga class. So refreshing!

When Matt came to Cabo for a few days only last week, he immediately thought I should paint a sipak for the dining room. So I did. This ones for you Matty!