Growing up, my grandparents lived near an apple orchard. There were acres of trees filled with blossoms in the spring and fruits of all colors in the fall. The smell of the barn where the apples were cleaned and sorted is still so fresh to me, even 35 years later. There are so many luscious flavors all called an apple. Here are my Tasty Two.
Growing up, my grandparents lived near an apple orchard. There were acres of trees filled with blossoms in the spring and fruits of all colors in the fall. The smell of the barn where the apples were cleaned and sorted is still so fresh to me, even 35 years later. There are so many luscious flavors all called an apple. Here are my Tasty Two.