Right. The point. While I have found some great produce, oh the tomatoes, I have yet to find my candy. There are a few teeny white peaches, I bought some, and they're ok, they still have that sour bite. But as I was walking down Rue du Poteau, the local french street of awesomeness, butchers, boulangeries, and frommageries, I ran into the fruit store to check for my favorite summertime treat. (cue the heavenly high pitched Ahhhhhhhhh) There they were, white nectarines, red from the sun, beautiful, perfect, glistening, and only 12euros a kilo, gulp (1kilo ~ 2 lbs). I didn't care, I wanted my candy. This morning I was so excited to wake up and make my plain yogurt + fruit breakfast. I cut one open, it was even red inside (interesting?!) sliced it into a beautiful MichaelFlaherty ramekin and couldn't wait for the yogurt, so I slurped a juicy piece into my mouth and almost died, it was so sour. I grudgingly ate it with sugar sweetened blueberry yogurt, then had a corn cherry scone, of which I made yesterday, to console myself. I can only hope that it was some strange plum nectarine hybrid, it was lost in translation, supposed to be sour, and my candy has yet to arrive at the market... I'm still on the hunt. If you happen to be reading this blog, and live in Paris, and know where I can find 'candy nectarines' for less than 20euros a kg, I'll trade you the location for a scone!