Potassiumy monkey

I'm sorry, my little cherubs. I'm well aware that picture posts about fruit platters are becoming the new window washer, and that no one, other than me, finds them that interesting. But I was on Facebook the other day, looking at a friend's wedding pictures (what's up with all these child brides?) and I saw this:
It's a monkey! Made out of fruit! And so very, very cool. As some of you undoubtedly remember, I'm fond of monkeys. When they're not throwing feces or stealing food from me, they look perfectly cuddleable. I also love fruit, so to combine the two? Perfection.

I'm down to my last few slices of watermelon, which is a relief. Each day I've given the leftovers to my concierges (Clifford et al). But I feel guilty about just giving them tasteless, flavourless watermelon, so had to supplement it with real fruit. Good fruit. And look how pretty it looks!

And the sailboats and yachts are out on Lake Ontario. Aaah, to be rich.