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My family sawed down whole orchards of apple trees in the fifties,sixties,and seventies-trees that produced damn good tasteing apples that were easy to store,easy to grow,and economical to produce.
We couldn’t sell them anymore,because all the women’s magazines were full of pictures of fairy tale apples.
So now we raise mostly the crappy kinds you refer too-and we have a hard time getting rid of the surplus from the few trees of the old time varieties we still raise for our own use.
I like to think of them as barbie doll apples-impossibly good looking,totally worthless eccept as eye candy.
