Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Peaches for days

One of my grandpa's lives in Brigham City and is a fruit farmer. Everything he grows is the yummiest, but I will openly admit that no fruit beats his peaches. If you tried one of his special peaches, there would be no question that it was your new favorite fruit. YUM.

This year grandma brought me down my own box of peaches. I felt like such an adult for getting my OWN box. And let me tell you, every peach from that box was used and loved.

I borrowed my parents dehydrator and made dried peaches, smashed some up all yummy for freezer jam, but we mostly just cut them up and enjoyed them all ourselves (peaches, milk, and sugar anyone?). Except for Miss Lu, she eats them whole.


Atta babe.

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