I need a break.
Dad went to the orchard yesterday and while he was there, he picked up a big bag of Fuji apples for me. It really is a crime that most people will never once in their life have something as delicious as a locally grown apple that was allowed to ripen on the tree, and wasn’t bathed in water for weeks and then waxed beyond recognition before being shipped across country. I washed one of them off last night, bit into it, and juices shot out both sides of my mouth. It was probably one of the best apples I’ve ever had.
There really is no comparison to the stuff you get in a grocery store.