Yesterday I asked my brother if he’d like some Andy’s apricots.
He knew what those slab Blenheims are like, and Yes he would absolutely love that.
He texted today that he was coming home. (YAY!!!)
Emergency room medicine, I told Richard.
My non-apricot-loving husband got this impish look on his face and told me that that was copyrighted thankyouverymuch.
It doesn’t count if it’s not ice cream on the way home from the ER?
Nope! he grinned. Tradition!
It would be kind of hard to ship Cherry Garcia…
I found a box big enough for a single pound; there was space for more but not for another box, so I emptied most of a second pound into a ziplock and used that for padding.
I’ll just call it emergency medicine. It is on its way.
(I had no idea what was about to happen when I suddenly decided on Friday to make one last long trek down to Andy’s farm before he closed his shop from January 1 till May. I had some of his apricots to tide me over–but I bought a few more anyway. And there you go.)
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Yes, sometimes we just have to follow those inspirations.
I was so glad that I remembered to order from Andy this year in time to get sugarplums. I also got an assortment gift to share with family, and I think next year I just have to get the dark chocolate covered apricots for my parents’ Christmas gift – they loved those.
Comment by Margo Lynn 01.05.24 @ 6:19 amOh, I’m so glad he’s doing better! And how nice that you had the apricots to send him.
Comment by ccr in MA 01.05.24 @ 6:21 amI hope he feels better soon!
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