Oranges
I love a good orange.
Usually this space is reserved for talking about writing, or books, or writers, or games. But today I’m kvetching about oranges.
A couple of years ago I posted with delight that we’d finally found a good source for local oranges. They were sweet and flavorful and, darn it, tasted like oranges. Alas, that brand of organic oranges isn’t carried by the local markets anymore, and all other brands are either sour or simply tasteless. Plus they have really tough texture, which is a by-product, I assume, of some breeding program to make them more resilient. Now chewy AND tasteless!
People must be buying these damned awful things or the markets wouldn’t carry them — but who enjoys them?