For years and years, my favorite apple was the Pink Lady. In spite of its often unattractive and nubby exterior, I was enamored with the firmness of the apple's pure white flesh and its sweet, tart taste. I would think nothing of dropping $2.99 a pound on the luscious apples, convinced that a $1+ for a piece of delicious fruit was worth the strain to my bank account. The Pink Lady was it for me -- I didn't think I would ever find an apple that would make me as financially irresponsible. Until my college roommate Caroline introduced me to the Honeycrisp during the fall of our senior year.
I was skeptical at first. Upon feeling up a couple apples at our local Whole Foods market, I wasn't sure that the Honeycrisp would pass my firmness test. I can't stand a mushy or mealy apple, and the slight give of the soft green and red flecked skin under my thumb made me mildly suspicious. I selected two apples and then headed over to the Pink Lady display to furnish the rest of my supply for the week.
A couple days later (once I had depleted my Pink Lady supply), I decided it was time to give the Honeycrisp a whirl. I took a small, tentative first bite. And then I took a big bite, groaning in pleasure as the thin skin gave way to the crisp, airy cream-colored flesh. Sweet juices dribbled down my chin as I devoured the entire apple straight to the core. The remaining core pieces crumbled in my hands, completely ravaged after the attack from my greedy teeth. It was a revolutionary moment. Since that fateful day, I have fully surrounded myself to an unwavering adoration for the Honeycrisp apple.
Unfortunately, the Honeycrisp apple is not as loyal. Because the harvest season ranges from September 15 to October 10th (Honeycrisp.org), Honeycrisp apples are only available for a short time in the fall, and as a result, are exceedingly expensive. The apple pictured above cost me $2.82 from my local Whole Foods, and so far this year, I haven't seen the apples priced below $3 a pound. I want to cut the Honeycrisp out of my life, but it's just so good when it hits my lips. It makes me forget that I spent $7 on three apples this past Saturday. It makes me forget that Pink Ladies exist. And it makes me forget that the country is in the throes of the worst economic recession since the Depression.
Of course, I can always justify it this way -- an apple a day keeps the doctor away. And a Honeycrisp apple a day keeps my frowns at bay.