I love apples, and I eat at least one a day.
I think my love affair with apples began as a child. The road we lived on had plenty of apple trees- most in areas free for the taking. One of my fondest memories was picking apples with my Shetland pony, Flicker. I would stand on Flicker’s back and pick apples. Apples fresh off the tree were always the best, as the ones that had fallen to the ground were usually at the mercy of various
insects, mostly the ever present honey bees. The problem of picking apples while standing atop the back of a pony was when said pony saw one he wanted, and decided to mosey over to get it. I had many a close call from the fact that Flicker loved apples just as much as I did.
My new problem with apples is I have expensive taste. My apple of choice is the honey crisp. Living up to their name they are sweet, crisp, and incredibly juicy. Rarely have I eaten one where I didn’t need a napkin. The problem is that the honey crisp apples are not cheap, at nearly four dollars a pound. Since the average honey crisp apple weighs nearly a pound that is a pretty expensive daily habit. It works out to nearly fourteen hundred dollars a year. It would be cheaper to plant my own apple tree. Trust me, I‘ve
thought of that too but when I Googled honey crisp apple trees, I found they
don’t grow very well in our area. So, beyond moving, breaking the bank with my
apple habit, or shoplifting, (no I really haven’t thought of stooping that low)
I’ve decided I need to find a new favorite apple.
So what does one do when they are looking for advice on apples? They do what they do for everything else these days, they turn to facebook. I put out a call to my facebook friends. The apple choice of my facebook friends turned out to be the fugi apple. Still I could not resist doing a bit of detective work of my own. I got out of my pj’s, which is my
preferred work from home office attire, and went to the store in search of apples. I bought fugi (surely that many facebook friends can’t be wrong) granny smith, golden delicious and several other apples, which I found in abundance on the produce aisle. I brought them home and put them to the test. What I found was that fugi was indeed one of the top- non honey crisp- options, and can be purchased for a fraction of the cost of honey crisps. I am not trying to be cheap, but when an apple cost as much as a gallon of gas a choice has to be made. At least with a gallon of gas I can get more than one mile down the road.
Maybe I will save honey crisps for a once a week splurge, or maybe, I will come to love another apple, and honey crisps will be delicacy of the past. Because until I get my own apple tree, and maybe a horse to give me a helping hand, I think both honey crisps and my feisty pony Flicker are both fond memories. Then again I may be a bit too uncoordinated these days to pick apples from the back of a horse.
I think my love affair with apples began as a child. The road we lived on had plenty of apple trees- most in areas free for the taking. One of my fondest memories was picking apples with my Shetland pony, Flicker. I would stand on Flicker’s back and pick apples. Apples fresh off the tree were always the best, as the ones that had fallen to the ground were usually at the mercy of various
insects, mostly the ever present honey bees. The problem of picking apples while standing atop the back of a pony was when said pony saw one he wanted, and decided to mosey over to get it. I had many a close call from the fact that Flicker loved apples just as much as I did.
My new problem with apples is I have expensive taste. My apple of choice is the honey crisp. Living up to their name they are sweet, crisp, and incredibly juicy. Rarely have I eaten one where I didn’t need a napkin. The problem is that the honey crisp apples are not cheap, at nearly four dollars a pound. Since the average honey crisp apple weighs nearly a pound that is a pretty expensive daily habit. It works out to nearly fourteen hundred dollars a year. It would be cheaper to plant my own apple tree. Trust me, I‘ve
thought of that too but when I Googled honey crisp apple trees, I found they
don’t grow very well in our area. So, beyond moving, breaking the bank with my
apple habit, or shoplifting, (no I really haven’t thought of stooping that low)
I’ve decided I need to find a new favorite apple.
So what does one do when they are looking for advice on apples? They do what they do for everything else these days, they turn to facebook. I put out a call to my facebook friends. The apple choice of my facebook friends turned out to be the fugi apple. Still I could not resist doing a bit of detective work of my own. I got out of my pj’s, which is my
preferred work from home office attire, and went to the store in search of apples. I bought fugi (surely that many facebook friends can’t be wrong) granny smith, golden delicious and several other apples, which I found in abundance on the produce aisle. I brought them home and put them to the test. What I found was that fugi was indeed one of the top- non honey crisp- options, and can be purchased for a fraction of the cost of honey crisps. I am not trying to be cheap, but when an apple cost as much as a gallon of gas a choice has to be made. At least with a gallon of gas I can get more than one mile down the road.
Maybe I will save honey crisps for a once a week splurge, or maybe, I will come to love another apple, and honey crisps will be delicacy of the past. Because until I get my own apple tree, and maybe a horse to give me a helping hand, I think both honey crisps and my feisty pony Flicker are both fond memories. Then again I may be a bit too uncoordinated these days to pick apples from the back of a horse.
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