An Apple Per Day: Day 6 Not So Fuji-licious
Almost a week in of this 52 week apple-eating endeavor (I've quickly realized counting the days is going to crack my dangling-by-a-thread sanity) and I've come to the conclusion that it is both an art and a science.
Eating an apple is all about aesthetics. If you can manage consumption of your fruit without juice dribbles on your clothing or face AND eat an apple to its core with minimal self-sweater-seeding, you are a true artist.
I suspect it takes a skilled scientist to discover that elusive apple that both tastes and makes one feel amazing. To date, I can say with complete confidence that I am neither apple artist nor scientist.
But I do believe in eating the apple whole. I don't know why or when I decided that if I was going to do this - really do this - my apple would have to be whole.
Supposedly, eating an apple per day can stave off any number of ailments, from high cholesterol to obesity. So far, I still have my spare tire. The apple has many purported super powers. Negating chocolate chip cookies and tacos is not one of them.
For now, my thoughts on my Fuji apple snack are painfully unmemorable.
What can I say? It was an apple. A bit watery. A bit sweet. A bit crunchy. Satisfaction is not guaranteed.
I will give the Fiji apple a second chance at some point. Just...not anytime soon.