It had been several weeks since we last visited. After catching up about our lives, we decided to venture out for lunch in a quiet restaurant so our discussions could continue. 

As we were concluding our delicious repast and were about to go our separate ways, my friend wanted to share one more tidbit.  

A simple idea. 

A recipe so simple, so easy to do, but was sublimely delicious. I was intrigued. 

It all starts with a nice, juicy, free-stone peach.  

Wash off the fuzz. Cut in half and remove the pit. 

Pour about a teaspoon of maple syrup into the indention in each half. 

Melt a dab of butter in a sauté pan over medium heat. 

Smear the maple syrup from the center of each peach half, all over the cut edge. Place cut side down in the pan.  

Let the peach halves cook for about two minutes or until browning starts to happen on the cut side. 

Lift out of the pan, and place cut side up on the serving dish. 

Voila! 

Nothing left to do but enjoy the simple pleasure of crunching through the slightly caramelized maple syrup exterior and to bite off a still fresh mouthful of juiciness. 

We used our hands to eat this delightful treasure, although it merits fancy tearoom etiquette – it’s that good. 

So, whether you choose drip-down-your-chin-finger-licking simplicity or knife, fork, and napkin splendor, you’ll be glad you did it. 

Thank you, Carole, for this little gem of an idea!  

In health – Deidre 

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The Old Peach Tree

Under the old peach tree
Hearing the buzz of bees
Looking up at pink blossoms so sweet
Watching pink petals fall at my feet

Under the old peach tree almost fallen down
I can hear every sound as the sun goes down
I hear somewhere the song of a mocking bird
The sweetest song I ever heard

As I lean against the old peach tree
I think of things that used to be
This old tree brings me back to my childhood
And the many peaches I ate that were so good

Old peach tree I wish you could talk
Whisper to me some of your thoughts
But instead you fill my heart with your beauty
As I smell the perfume of your blossoms so fruity

I wonder how much longer you’ll be here
How much longer my heart you’ll cheer
I hope to lean against you many a spring
And feel the peace that you bring

Grace Riffle

Fairmont, West Virginia

1931 – 2021