Yes! We got our quinces Saturday. Here they are in the fruit bowl, all nine pounds of ’em (because last year, six pounds just wasn’t enough):
You will be hearing much, much more about this fascinating “old fashioned” fruit here at AFFFG in the weeks to come. For now, just know that I am a complete nutcase when it comes to quince: I was texting my best friend at every turn on Saturday: “Going to the farm to get the QUINCES,” “Okay, we just got the QUINCES,” “Going home now…the QUINCES are safely in their box in the back of the van. They smell fantastic! I’m in love!”
You know, I never thought I could feel this passionately about a fruit. If you had told me years ago that I would develop acute insanity about a fruit, I would have laughed and called YOU nuts. But look at me now. Quince crazy!