Genya's Favorite: Watermelons
After having written at least one Kimetsu Kitchen entry for every other official favorite food and then some, I could not leave out Genya’s favorite, watermelons! Since people read my blog for meta, I couldn’t leave it at just an art piece—
I shall not leave him alone. I have a mission to complete. There is more below the cut.
While the precise origins of human consumption of watermelon are not certain, they are thought to have been used at least 5000 years ago in the deserts of southern Africa. Originally, they’d have been quite bitter until they were later cultivated to bring out their sweetness. Actually, you can do all kinds of fun things with watermelon genetics to bring out all sorts of different attributes—
Alright, fine. It’s easy to find articles in English about the worldwide spread and development of watermelons, so I will focus specifically on their history in Japan, for the sake of KnY meta. Because that’s totally relevant. For sure. Totally.
The watermelon was likely cultivated in India by the 7th century, and then in China by the 10th century. The earliest possible record of watermelons existing in Japan can be found in the 12th or 13th century “Chojugiga” picture scrolls of caricatures of animals acting like humans. This a pretty ubiquitous series of satirical doodles often called Japan’s first manga, and academics have lot enjoyed deep-diving all the little scenes of animals dressing up like self-important monks or chasing after thieves. As you can see here, one of those panels has a rabbit carrying fruits, and among them, there are some round, striped fruits. It’s not entirely clear if these are watermelons or not, but there’s a pretty good case to be made for them having been brought over from China at some point in the Heian period.
Another possible early mention of them, by their modern name “suika,” can be found in some poetry written by a monk in the 14th century.
The first very specific mention we get of watermelons and their cultivation is in a 1696 text about farming records. It seems that at that time, they had both yellow and red varieties, and a long standing culture of raising watermelons already. By the time we get to 1702 records, we see watermelons being referred to by what was sort of like brand names, and then from the mid-Edo period on, there’s a whole lot more proliferation of brand-name varieties based on their rind, shape, color, etc., with certain areas of Japan being closely associated with the brand of fruit they produce. This is still a major element of fruit cultivation culture in Japan.
So, watermelons were already widely available to commoners (good news for a poor family like the Shinazugawas). The West started sailing into ports around Japan, and by the late Meiji period, this brought more American and Russia varieties of watermelons into the country. Throughout the Taisho period, Nara Prefecture in particular would go about as crazy developing new watermelon varieties as they do goldfish, but based on timing, my guess is that Genya wouldn’t had gotten exposure to a lot of the new Taisho varieties.
Thank you, I now feel satisfied having put watermelons into some KnY-relevant context.
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i have never had any book boyfriend until yesterday when i was reading agggtm and pip was crying to ravi about barney
ravi singh is my first book boyfriend after i think 2 years of being a bookworm
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ONE and Murata you glorious bastards
I am currently freaking out send help
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!!!Url change!!!
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in honour of my favourite stupidly in love dummies <3
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Whoever put 13 beaches by Lana in this playlist...thank you for so much
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Oh, nothing more fulfilling for a decadent soul than enjoying a drink named after the exact poem you tattooed on your body, and speak of literature while sipping it
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I love to feel the rumble of someone’s voice while I hug them.
I don’t feel it often but it truly is one of the most comforting acts I can think of.
Just here, in the space between our bodies, I can hear your heartbeat like anyone else’s but your voice is unique in its minute tones and inflections.
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