I'll be you didn't know that scuppernongs are the state fruit of North Carolina. We didn't either.
But there is a lot of talk about grapes down here .. and people have been talking about "pick your own" season for a while now. It started last weekend. You know, when it was 98 in the shade.
I love a good wine -- I mean... grape -- so off we went. We even drug our poor houseguests with us. Friends who sweat together stay together.
The scenery was beautiful. The grapes were tasty. We quickly realized none of us had been taught how to determine ripeness of different grape varieties. No matter, the kids were picking every last one - ripe or not.
We've eaten grapes every day since Saturday. We're going again - once the enamel on my teeth grows back.
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