When you bite into them, the impression is not entirely dispelled. Granted, they don't taste like an ordinary apple, but are reminiscent of Chinese apple-pears, though lacking the firmness and crispness of either the aforementioned or an ordinary apple.
So it wasn't until I reached the centre that I realized we were dealing with a horse of another colour. There, where the core should have been, was a small, round, light brown pit. Not an apple after all, it seems.
Finally, let me not forget the "grapes"-they've made their appearance. We haven't opened them up yet, but Becky showed me two huge grapefruits, one in particular is as large as a pomelo. I guess grapes as we know them in North America are actually a product of our colder, more northern climes, aren't they?
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