Tackling the Citrus Giant

My belly let out a loud rumble right after that tape measure duel, so I scaled the woven runner leading up to the sideboard! Right there in a low wooden tray sat a massive, bumpy green lime. I planted my boots firmly on the polished wood, lowered my stance, and wrapped both arms around its curved, waxy peel. With a loud grunt, I drove my heels into the grain and rolled it forward! The lime spun like a heavy bowling ball, releasing a sharp, zesty burst of citrus scent that woke up all my senses. Now that's what I call a refreshing feast!