This large spring-green apple, very ribbed, sometimes squat, lacks a name, a number, or even a pedigree, according to the grower. A few of these sport a mottled persimmon blush, as in my photographed sample. The green is a bit lighter than that of a Granny Smith. Sweetness predominates in the dense white flesh of this apple, with hints of lemonade, table grapes, and flowers. The flesh oxides almost instantly where torn.
An amateur explores the pomaceous fruit