Citrus Defense Grid

Leaving a completely smooth navel orange lounging peacefully in the fruit bowl felt like a dereliction of duty. I raided the pantry drawer, fished out a box of round wooden toothpicks, and decided your citrus needed some real self-defense. One by one, I jammed them straight into the thick rind until the poor fruit looked like a bristling, hostile hedgehog guarding the bananas. To really give it that haute-couture flair, I balanced a green plastic bread tag right across the center spikes like an angry monocle. Good luck peeling breakfast now; that orange has officially evolved.