After the peach I just ate,
I don’t know which I like more: a juicy, ripe peach in season, or the rest of the universe.
I can’t believe people eat candy and junk when fruit and vegetables exist in the world. I used to, so if I think about it I can understand it, but I don’t want to any more.
Not after letting my taste buds heal from the damage Kraft, Frito-Lay, and so on inflicted on them and came to appreciate freshness, ripeness, and in-seasonness.
The flavor in a peach, plum, pear, collard green, cabbage, and other things I eat with no more preparation than washing is shocking, in the best way. Dandelion greens and mustard greens I almost can’t keep in my mouth from the flavor.
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