Just a quick check-in to let you know that if you haven’t had Honey Crisp apples, and someone recommends them (and then weirdly, you notice them everywhere … ), go immediately to the store and buy some.

This is definitely an instance where you should absolutely buy into the hype.

I was skeptical.  Clearly.

I saw the piles upon piles featured in the produce section Monday, and hemmed and hawed (while frantically looking for Polenta) about whether to buy some.  I’m a die-hard Granny Smith fan ~ when I eat apples at all (which, to be honest, can be rare … apples are a lot of work when you’re not comfortable just biting it and gnawing it down to the core-which I’m not).  I like apples that have a little bite to them ~ apples that when cooked with, maintain some texture and flavor.

In the end, I figured even if I didn’t love them, John would enjoy having some apples for lunch.  And yesterday, along with polenta leftovers, he packed us each an apple for lunch.

Mine sat untouched on my desk all day, and when I finally ran out of the office in a fluster at 6.45pm, I glanced at it and felt a wave of guilt for once again failing to eat my fruit.  (Shamefully enough, this was not the first time I brought an apple to work with good intentions  … ).

This morning, I didn’t bring lunch (we’re menu testing so I figured I’d grab food at the restaurant) and I was also (this is a true tragedy) out of Cheerios for the second day in a row.  Such a disappointment.  So at 10am, I looked forlornly at the clock, realized lunch was too far away, that the dregs of my Starbucks would not suffice for another three hours, and I turned to face the apple.

And here’s my conclusion ~ short and sweet.  Believe the hype, and enjoy some Honey Crisp apples while they’re on the shelves.  Cheers to Fall!