I had a look into the apple store at Goltzstraße, as well, admired the variety of apples they have, fresh from the farmers', and bought a lot of tasty looking yellow ones, the kilo only 80 ct. I was hoping to find my favourite since childhood, Berlepsch from Düsseldorf, which you can't get in supermarkets, but they were sold. They care for old varieties a lot, those good tasting, small apples with lots of vitamines and lovely smells that can hardly be found nowadays.
I remembered the fruityard my grandfather had planned and cared for with my grandmother in my old home in Düsseldorf. I had loved it, and still have fond memories of early mornings spent working there with them, and picking fruit whenever I felt like having some. After his death my parents had torn the yard down because of too much work. A few trees had been left, and for years we still had apples every day of the year, from very early varietes to those you can store all winter. Ahhhh, those days!
How much biting into a lovely apple can mean bringing back all those memories!

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