Bruce sandwiches again. Now firmly ensconced into the repertoire. Bacon makes everything delicious. Thanks Bruce and Meredith!
I'm no longer a fan of the white peaches. Sure, they're super sweet. But they lack soul. The old yellow cling peaches may not be as sweet and commercial, but they have peachy soul- a wonderful balance of acid and sugar. A sense of history and tradition. When a yellow peach is at it's peak, biting into a sun warmed one with juice dribbling down your chin is transcendent. Why bite into a saccharine silicone Britney Spears when you can have the full volume joys of an Aretha Franklin?
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