Yellow peaches, all the way. I live in Georgia, home of the peach, and you can't drive two miles without running into a peach stand with fresh-picked peaches around here. I got some the other day that were just luscious. Less than a day between picking and my hands, and a few days later to fully ripe.
THAT is how you eat them. I can't stand grocery store peaches. ;)
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I'm not pregnant, just fat: My blog. fatnotpregnant.blogspot.com/
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