When I took a half-day off today to ride my bike in the crisp fall breeze, I left my knapsack at home. No apples today, I thought.
Instead I found a new (to me) variety ("Rusty Sweet," watch for it in a future review), more illicit Sweetangos, and some of the darkest, most beautiful Arkansas Blacks I have personally seen.
Those Blacks are from Red Apple Farm at Lexington's farmers market. Red Apple will be there for one more week next Tuesday.