Heck, we ate 'em raw!
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Up in the garden, Hurricane Irene wreaked a bit of damage. She knocked over my corn, cut my tall sunflowers at the knees and bounced quite a few apples to the ground. Back a ways, the neighborhood had quite a few scattered apple trees. Most of them were crab, goldens and macs. They grew wild, weren't cared for and therefore were occupied with plenty of disfigurements, assorted bugs and worms. The apples, as I remember, were delicious, however you had to very carefully negotiate the worms. It was always a bad sign to take a delicious bite and see 1/2 a worm wiggling away. It happened countless times; you got used to it. Just spit it out and move to the next one. That was my approach. I get a kick out of that children's book title, How To Eat Fried Worms by Thomas Rockwell.