Â When I first met Maurice and we went shopping at the famous Central Food Market in Austin, Texas, he would always head right for the white peaches. I had never heard of them and thought I preferred the old stand by, the yellow peach.
Â But it turned out that Maurice was right as the French often are when it comes to food. He was right about the smaller French strawberries being much better than the huge ones that arrived at the markets from Spain, and he was right about foie gras, about French cheese. I’ve learned to start listening when he talks about food except I can’t pass that barrier inside me about eating rabbit or brain. While the white peach doesn’t look as good to me as the yellow, it certainly tastes better-very juicy and sweet. I tried it in a peach crumble but the color bothered me-however, fresh, you just can’t beat it.