I just finished a peach and man, I absolutely and without question or doubt, love peaches. I'm talking about the plump, ripe, succulent kind. The ones that are slightly less-than-firm inside my grip. They are the best. They erupt with sweet goodness into my mouth. They're never tart, never sour and always delicious. I also love the word "delicious", by the way.
I'm going to dive into a plum now...the peach's erratic step-cousin.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
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