I have a bone to pick with my local produce retailer. I moved to Georgia, Peach capital of the world. I mean, it is even on the license plates (not that I have one yet, not for lack of trying). I was told upon moving here that peach season was extra long because you get them from North Carolina all the way down into Florida. Fine. I can even deal with that. I was so excited. So I bought peaches...from Florida...and they were tasteless. Disappointment.
I waited a couple of weeks and tried again. Tanner loved them. Could not even wait for me to cut it and take the skins off. Screamed when I did. He wanted to just sink his teeth in. And where did these awesome peaches come from? I looked at the sticker...
California.
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