Everyone in my family loves apples. We eat a lot of them. If given the opportunity, each person in my family would eat one apple a day, which means 5 apples x 7 days = 35 apples. How crazy is that?
I don’t actually buy 35 apples a week, I only buy around 10. And yes, by day 2 we’ve run out of apples and everyone gets a bit twitchy.
Anyway the other day, my kids sent me away to the fruit and vegetable market to BUY MORE APPLES DAMNIT!
So there I was, strolling through the aisles, filling my basket with cucumbers, broccoli, red onions… when I approached the apple crates. They were full of new season Royal Gala Apples. I looked at them in sheer amazement.
They were so red.
So plump. So firm. And so perfect.
They were orbs of nutritious perfection. Little round balls that spoke of health, strength, and the essence of life itself!
Transport yourself back in time. Imagine walking the earth during the days of our ancestors… stumbling across the damp ground, through a tangled forest, cold and hungry, lifting your eyes up and seeing a tree full of these apples!!
How happy would you be?! How ecstatic would your whole tribe be? Talk about treasures from the heavens!
I’d sing and dance around a bonfire and create an apple festival for the apple gods!
Haha which is pretty much what happened when I returned home from the shops.
I walked through the door with my shopping bags slung over my shoulders. I dropped them to the ground and watched the apples roll across the floor. My children shrieked with delight and scrambled around to gather them up in their arms. We danced across the living room, munching into the sweet, crunchy goodness of those Royal Galas. Everyone was overjoyed and much less twitchy!