What’s been going on this summer with fruit? Has anyone else noticed that it hasn’t been as good as usual?
Mushy peaches cleverly masquerading as firm ones. Same for plums. And somewhat bland and tasteless, too.
It’s a pain in the butt to have to throw a bunch of fruit out after forking over so much money. The alternative is taking it back to return it—which can be very inconvenient—or eating it despite the fact that it just doesn’t taste like much.
So, what’s the deal here? Has the weather been odd in the major fruit-growing regions of the country? I don’t think it’s that my taste buds are atrophying, because everything else tastes just fine, and every now and then (at a farmer’s market, for instance) I’ve come across a really good batch.
And the jazz apples continue their wondrous way. Summer fruit time is over, anyway; tomorrow is the first day of autumn, otherwise known as the fall equinox. Cider, pumpkins, leaves turning, days getting shorter—I happen to love fall, except for that last bit about the darkness.