I recently attended a conference in Fairbanks, Alaska. It was pretty awesome, probably the best conference I've been to.
Sometimes during the morning break between talks there would be a large bowl of fruit next to the coffee station. One day I found a bright yellow lemon trying to blend in with the apples, oranges, and pears. I went back in several minutes later, and the fruit was slowly being eaten, but still the lemon remained. I knew the lemon had to be mine, so I snatched it up before I thought better of the idea.
Then I ate the lemon like an orange.