We’ve gotten a slew of peaches from the CSA share in recent weeks – more peaches than we can eat.
Or really, more peaches than I am currently in the mood to eat.
Don’t get me wrong – summer peaches are fabulous. But frankly, I am peached out. I’ve thrown enough Peach Pits into our compost pile this month to change my zip code to 90210.
(it’s possible I had a poster of Luke Perry hanging on my bedroom wall from approximately 1992 until 1994…)