For the first time in my life, I tried honey fresh from the comb yesterday. This situation came about by accident.
Those who know me well know that I paddle a lot as a form of exercise. I either dragon boat or outrigger canoe depending on the competitions my team is preparing for. I’m pretty hard core about paddling as I like to train to paddle competitively. After all, where’s the fun in training when there’s no goal to work towards? OK, some people don’t enjoy and can’t understand the joy of being competitive, but I do.
But I digress. So I outrigger canoe in Sentosa and our club has a boat shed there. One of my teammates was cleaning the shed yesterday and to our horror, we discovered that under one of the black boxes we had left lying face down in the corner had become home for a hive of bees! One brave guy went to destroy the hive and soon bees were buzzing around everywhere. There were also a few slabs of fresh honey combs which contained larvae and fresh honey! Some of us, including me, couldn’t help but run our fingers along the comb to get a taste of the fresh honey.
And boy did it taste good! That molten gold honey was so pure and so sweet. Free of preservatives. It was, quite possibly, one of the best I’ve ever tasted. Anyhow, while it was nice to be able to taste fresh honey, I don’t wish to have the same situation again. It was actually kinda scary having all those bees buzzing about!