I still love apples...lots and lots of apples

As we get older, our food preferences sometimes change.

In my case, the years have softened my dislike of the only two foods I used to say I wouldn't eat: sauerkraut and cantaloupe. Now I love sauerkraut (don't ask me what happened there), and I will happily eat cantaloupe, particularly if it's included in a fruit salad.

One thing that has not changed over time, however, is my passion for apples.

One does not usually connect the words "passion" and "apples," but there's really no other way to describe it. I love apples, and specifically, I love Gala apples.

I love Gala apples so much that I eat 3-4 of them every day. Every. Day. That is absolutely no exaggeration.

Nowadays, it's more often four per day than three. We go through bags and bags of them.

Interestingly, though, I'm not a fan of large apples. I like small to medium-sized Galas, to the point that I suppose 3-4 of them is equal to maybe 2-3 of the larger variety.

Either way, I still eat a lot of apples.

That's the only point I wanted to make here. Well, that plus the fact that I continuously bless the unnamed person who decided to make fruits and vegetables 0 points within the WW/Weight Watchers system. This saint of a man/woman makes me feel infinitely less guilty about my apple obsession.