an_apple_a_day raze pink ladies were my apple of choice until the stores stopped carrying them. i found myself with five specimens to sample in their stead. one for every day of the work week. i'd danced the sweet_tango before. i knew the sweetness of ambrosia. kiku was new to me. so was another with a name i can't recall. i liked them both. but the one i loved best was the product of a tryst between honey and crimson crisp. so much flavour flooding my mouth with each bite. i eat them every_morning now, scarring my senses with their taste. that way it won't sting so much when they leave me too. 231224 what's it to you? who go blather from