On Sun, 16 Nov 2008 08:49:46 GMT, Jere Lull wrote:

On 2008-11-15 20:03:46 -0500, Vic Smith said:

I once asked an old lobsterman, "Capt. Chester, were the good old days
really that good?" He replied, "Boy, I'll tell you, you get down the
mouth of the bay and the wind dies and you have to row her home you
won't talk about the good old days!"

Should have asked him what a decent plum or peach tasted like.
He would have talked about the good old days.

They still taste that good if you get you as you did then: from the
local farmer at the peak of its ripeness. Try a true farmer's market.

We have apple, pear, peach, and cherry trees. The cats sit in the
cherry tree, waiting for the birds. From the cats viewpoint, the
cherrys are chum. We have a marvelous tool to pit them and they freeze
with no ill effects. I planted a dozen sweet corn, but the wife's
gourds choked them out. There is a big farmer's market in Des Moines,
as well as roadside stands. Previous place had cherrys and those
little plums that make such good jelly and jam. If you live where the
stuff grows you can always find it for sale really fresh.

Casady