A while back we used to get the greatest peaches at the greatest prices at the Jamaica Farmers Market in Queens,N.Y. A farmer by the name of Siek Postma used to come in from No.New Jersey .He was thrown out of the Union Square Market for charging too little. He was a farmer who liked to help poorer people.
This particular year there had been a drought so Siek pumped water from his rich pond to feed the white peaches. He brought them to market at their peak and at the end of the day he had about twelve left.He gave them to my wife and I for 50 cents! We went home and the next day it was 103 degrees outside. We decided to make peach pie.We had a great recipe for pie crust from a lady who worked the church thrift shop.It had lard in it.With sweat pouring down us and a cold towel on our necks we peeled those sweet white peaches and rolled our dough. The aroma in the oven could have knocked over Betty Crocker! Did we enjoy that peach pie so much in our air conditioned living room! When we are 100 years old we will remember Siek Postma whose drought made for the sweetest and best pie we ever ate!!!
Location: Zone 7b/8a Temperate Humid Subtropical, Eastern NC, US
It made me think, my fruit plants aren't irrigated and often go through our hot droughts of summer, and the fruit is always super flavorful in my opinion. I wander if that period of drought helps make super flavorful fruit?!