I count the first time I tasted an apple besides Red Delicious was a formative experience in my childhood. That one bite (it was probably a Fuji) taught me the folly of judging solely on appearance, the madness of crowds, and the spectrum of flavors that come from nature.
I do still love a golden delicious when well-ripened, though.
I count the first time I tasted an apple besides Red Delicious was a formative experience in my childhood. That one bite (it was probably a Fuji) taught me the folly of judging solely on appearance, the madness of crowds, and the spectrum of flavors that come from nature.
I do still love a golden delicious when well-ripened, though.