And there are many reasons, though for the record, I’m not nearly ready yet.
I waited til the very end of the season to mention Cara Cara oranges. And I feel bad about that. But this time, I’m giving you months of weekends to track these down at the farmer’s market. If you live somewhere near a desert, where they grow dates.
Words cannot possibly illustrate how amazing these little nutty carmel maple jewels of manna straight from the middle eastern farm gods are. Dates are from the middle east, right?
Doesn’t matter. What matters is they are available ONLY during the few months of fall. And I’m telling you, they are worth tracking them down. They are yellow to start, and hard, but sort of tasty all them same. But then once they ripen and get brown and soft, they are like magic. Alone or spread onto buttered toast you will die when you taste.
I almost forgot. They are called Barhi. And make sure you get the fresh ones. Once they’ve been dried for a while they start to taste more like regular old dates. Which are still delicious. But I’m telling you, these are different.