Apples that is. I've rediscovered the joy of a real apple and see I'm going to have to make a few trips to Stanthorpe to get them fresh from the growers. I haven't really eaten a good apple for years, but twice this week, once at the Bundall markets at the Gold Coast and last night at the FBI meet-up (Food and Beverage Industry) I've came across an apple called The Frosted Granny. Doesn't look like much I know, which is why you or I probably haven't tasted them. The supermarkets only want the supermodel apples- young and unblemished, covered in wax and buffed to a mirror shine.
These grannies, according to apple grower Dave Sutton may be unsaleable to supermarkets but are much appreciated by those in the know. Ok, they won't win any beauty contest but these late picked ladies are delicious, crisp and full of flavour- unlike those pallid, tasteless examples at the supermarket. Choose late picked for quality I reckon, both in love and apples.
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