As anyone who has ever grown their own food knows, once you taste fresh garden produce, the stuff at the supermarket doesn’t come close. I do not grow peaches, and they are rather difficult to cultivate here in Rhode Island, so I am therefore relegated to peaches from the supermarket. But I have tasted really good peaches in my lifetime, so I know the difference.
Every time I buy peaches at our local stores, I might as well be rolling the dice at a casino. I bring them home to ripen, and they smell and look good, but then when I bite or cut into them, they’re mealy. This has happened so often this summer that it’s come to the point where I feel like a chump for believing that the peaches I buy will actually tastes good.
Meanwhile, my sister in Canada has been GORGING on Canadian peaches, which are available by the basketful. A bit smaller than the crap we are getting here, they are juicy and flavorful and satisfying.
I don’t even want to think about all the money I’ve wasted on inedible, mealy disappointing fruit. I will not buy another peach this season.