There are five different kinds of apple available at the
grocer near my home: Red Delicious, Yellow Delicious, Gala, Granny Smith and
Fuji. Those five are there pretty much all year long. They never seem to go bad,
but they were never all that good to begin with. When I was a girl autumn was
apple season; that meant Rome, McIntosh, Jonathan, Cortland, Pippin, and dozens
of other varieties. Their aroma was intoxicating. Some were incredibly sweet
and juicy; some more crisp and tart. Some were better for eating or pie or
cider than others, some made better applesauce and some kept longer in the
cellar. Compared to any of them, all the apples at my local store taste like
cardboard. When my grandmother was a girl there were hundreds of different
apples, but my grandkids can only sample five. Will their grandchildren only
know one – one shiny, red, odorless and tasteless apple that never spoils?
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