When I started this blog in 2008 it would never have occurred to me to hoard apples throughout the winter so that I could enjoy them in mid-May.
Fortunately, I've learned a thing or two since then.
We are still restlessly waiting for the austral harvest to arrive here in the north. The apples in the stores are old and tired.
But I've still got about a half dozen of these Gold Rushes left to enliven my palate and spirit.
|A fully ripe Gold Rush.|
Today they are on the tart side and the taste is not what I know is possible even this late in the year.
They also have sooty blotch and other minor authentic disfigurements.
Nonetheless that imperfect flavor still carries the authoritative tang of real local fruit.
The texture is astonishing after so much time off the tree, but then Gold Rush is like that.