Seedless fruits are taking over – and it needs to stop. They feel unfinished, dull and a little soulless.
Walk through any supermarket, and you’ll see it: seedless grapes, seedless watermelons, seedless everything. Meanwhile, the real fruits — the ones with seeds, texture, and character — are slowly disappearing. Convenience is winning, but the compromise isn’t worth it.
I once heard someone say that fruit tastes better near the seed. I’m not sure how scientifically accurate that is, but after tasting these seedless varieties, I’m starting to think they had a point. There’s a depth, a richness, a kind of concentrated flavour that seedless fruits don’t have.
And all of this because we don’t want the tiny inconvenience of spitting out a seed.
At this rate, I wouldn’t be surprised if the next innovation is fruit sold without its skin — so we don’t even have to peel.
The part of eating fruit is the ritual. Spitting out watermelon or grape seeds is half the fun. And sucking the sweet fibres around a mango, peach, or plum seed — that’s the highlight, not an obstacle. Without the seed, the fruit loses some of its drama, its texture, its moment.
Seedless fruit might be easy. But it also feels like we’re stripping away life’s simple pleasures until there’s nothing left but convenience.