“Daddy, daddy, I want pineapple, please?” My three-year-old daughter has recently become obsessed with Costco’s fresh pineapple spears soaked in coconut juice. I’m a proud papa when pineapple is the preferred snack, so I gladly grab a new jar from the cabinet and twist the lid to try and open it. Nothing. So, I grasp again and put my whole forearm … More Connective Tissue and the Pineapple De-Back-le