accustomed to in the Northwest,
But Washington was good enough to export their delightful apples
to share one of the great pleasures of the season.
So I stood in my kitchen in shorts, t-shirt and flip-flops,
the sun blazing in the excruciatingly blue sky right outside
And I bit into a Honey Crisp apple.
Autumn comes at last to the Golden State.
Just plain old FANCY is not good enough for them.
Oh, and I've said it before:
They are better than candy.