I love words that are actually two words smooshed together--brunch, stagflation, craptacular, Ludachristmas, tanorexic (you can never be tan enough), bromance (though Brody Jenner kind of ruined that one for me)--so imagine how much I love the pluot.
Last Friday, at Whole Foods, I spotted my first delicious little genetic mutants of the season (well, not our pluot season; that begins in May). I immediately snatched up a bunch of the precious apricot-plum hybrids and giggled with delight.
For the uninitiated, pluots come in many varieties depending on the blend. My favorites are the dapple dandy or "dinosaur egg" pluots which boast a mottled brownish skin and a shockingly vibrant pink center. But I'll really take all comers when dealing with these bundles of joy--sweeter than a plum and with a juicier, more flesh-like consistency. They're downright scrumlicious.
Turnip Truck also carries pluots, but not yet.
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