When possible, I like to buy local. With that said, I do take ‘local’ to mean Maritime. The closer to home, the better is my rule. So, there’s local and then there’s local. In some cases, “Canadian” will do. Last week in Nova Scotia ended in the Annapolis Valley, across the bay from Saint John, and a virtual cornucopia of food. It’s a collection of small towns laced together with fields and farms, and more farmers’ markets then grocery stores. I picked up a lot of goodies.
The Annapolis Valley is famous for its apples, and I could hardly restrain myself from buying a dozen different kinds of apples. Luckily, I’ll have plenty more opportunities this fall, so I’m just going to stretch out the fun. On this trip, I bought my favourite honey crisps- almost as sweet as a pink lady but more flavourful. The cox orange apple is a new one to me. Apparently it’s a cross between an apple and an orange- how cool is that? The flavour is OK, but it is quite pretty, and small to fit completely in my hand. The third variety I purchased is the kestrel, a new variety described as ‘melt in your mouth’. I haven’t tried it yet, but it smells good, and is the reddest apple red. This might be the apple Eve ate.