I don't like to window shop, but I do like to catalog shop when it comes to food. Omaha Steaks: show me that beef! Wisconsin Cheeseman: show me those Easter cookies! (not interested in the cheese). Swiss Colony: show me those petit fours! Hale Groves: I see you Ruby Red Grapefruit!
But my absolute favorite has to be Harry and David. Their catalog has the best photographer because every picture is perfect and looks delectable: even if it's something I don't eat. Like summer sausage. Or trail mix. Or the grand Meat and Cheese box. Yikes!
The most amazing photos, though, have to be of the fruit. The beautiful, delicious, very expensive fruit! I don't even remember when I ordered my first box of Royal Riviera pears at an exorbitant price but let me tell you: it was worth every penny! Those pears arrived at the peak of perfection: not hard like a lot of pears are. I didn't have to wait for them to soften up: they were eating-ready when they arrived. And I ate! They were the perfect consistency and so juicy and sweet: the girls were lucky they got one because there were only nine in the box. Best. Pears. Ever! So every year I order one or two boxes because I deserve it!
Then I discovered something even better. I'm not a big fan of peaches: I don't eat peach cobbler (only the crust), I don't eat peach pie (only the crust) or peach jelly or jam. However, in the catalog they had this great picture of peaches in a basket with one sliced on a plate, all juicy and shiny. I read the blurb about these Oregold Peaches and I believed the hype! So I ordered a box of nine at an unheard of price and proceeded to wait, and wait, and wait until they were at the peak of ripeness where they would be rushed to me.
Let me tell you something. When that box finally arrived and I got out my scissors to cut the tape and opened that box...my olfactory senses were assuaged with the tempting aroma of fresh peaches. I picked one of the nine up: hmm, it had a good hefty weight. I thought about washing it but then figured it would be okay to at least take a bite to sample it. So I did.
That peach practically burst in my mouth with sweetness and juice. I sat there like a child: juice running down my chin and fingers getting sticky but who cared? It was the best-tasting fruit I had ever had, and that's even counting cotton candy grapes! (yes, that's a thing)
When I came out of my peach-induced trance and washed my hands and wiped my face, I tried to figure out how I could keep all of the peaches to myself. But because I'm a good mom, after fighting with myself I did let the girls try them. And they agreed they were so good you didn't even need to peel them: just eat them skin and all. Ambrosial!
With all of this background, here's the crux of this post. For centuries people have been arguing over what Eve ate in the Garden of Eden that got her and Adam kicked out. I'm a King James Bible girl, and that version just says it was fruit. Other biblical versions say it was an apple. But have you ever had an apple that was so good you had to rave about it? Nope. Brie says she saw that it was a pomegranate. Are you for real? No such thing as an ambrosial pomegranate. And I've never heard that, except from her.
But I'll tell you what: after experiencing that Oregold peach, I know that had to be the fruit! Eve wasn't going to be tempted by an apple or a pomegranate, for goodness sake. Would you? However, that Harry and David Oregold Peach would have done it. So I think the reason it only says fruit in my Bible, was because no one had yet thought of a name for a fruit that was so indescribably delicious! That's my story and I'm sticking to it!
So if you have an extra $40 - $60 laying around, do yourself a favor and order a box of these little pieces of Heaven before the season is over. I guarantee you won't regret it!
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