The Cherry on Top: Eating Local in Spain’s Extremadura
“My boyfriend Noel is the farmer. He went and picked these cherries this morning, so they’re very fresh,” says the young lady as I eye up a box of glossy looking fruit. Almost an inch round, and ruby red, they appear irresistible. “Would you like to try one?” she says. By appearance alone, I already plan to purchase the cherries grown within sight of the shop, but I try one anyway. The taste explosion as I bite into the plump, fruity flesh – sweet but with pleasant acidity – is intense.
