January 12th, 2010



Fresh, toasted bagle with cream cheese for breakfast.

And I think I will go get one of those honeycrisp apples, too.

I hated apples growing up. But then, it was always those wretched (but cheap) Red Delicious marketing monstrosities, so perhaps it's no wonder. But I have since discovered the goodness that is Fuji, Honeycrisp, and the like. Crisp, sweet, juicy and flavorful.

Yep, I need an apple. (Now, if only there was a way to get really good blackberries and/or mangoes from the supermarket. But those are both just too delicate to travel. Alas.)

Oh, Irony, there you are.

After distracting myself several times, I DID go and get an apple.

I started cutting it up and started getting... suspicious. It just wasn't ... crisp.

I looked all over it and couldn't find a sticker (most of the apples at Dillons will have stickers identifying them... except a chosen few....)

I took a small taste.

Yep. Red (effing) Delicious. I paid Honeycrisp price for a Red Delicious. :|

Worse yet, there was no way I was eating it, so I paid Honeycrisp price for an apple that went in the trash.

Luckily, I still had one apple left and it WAS a Honeycrisp, so I can wash the RD taste out.