Peaches
To my foremother, Eve: I know that smooth-talking serpent tempted you with a piece of fruit, and your good-for-nothing naked playmate just stood idly by while you weighed your options (let’s see, remain in blissful ignorance or have, like, knowledge and stuff? hmm…toughie). Conventional wisdom, which likes to mix its Biblical and educational metaphors, holds that this was an apple, but Eve, I have more faith in you — I’m betting you didn’t give up the Garden of Eden and pain-free childbirth for anything less than the sweetest peach that ever existed, and you know what? I totally understand.