I was minding my own business in the produce section when I came across an unassuming display of apples near the end of the aisle with a small sign that read UNNAMED TEST VARIETY APPLES (NON-GMO). They were on sale for $1.48 per pound. I did not hesitate. What were they testing? A new kind of pesticide? How mealy the flesh of an apple can be while still surviving shipment? A shine-enhancing fruit shellac? I didn’t know, and I didn’t care. I just grabbed a bag and started loading apples.
They were a delightful red with a few golden patches, a perfect size (not too small but not too large like those chonky Honeycrisps that look like they took a side trip to get BBLs before landing at the grocery store). A few of the apples were a bit asymmetrical, which I found to be a charming indicator that they might have actually touched a tree branch at some point in their life cycle.

