I got some peaches at the lincoln park farmer’s market this weekend that were just dreamy. I was dithering over yellow or white but the nice boy at the stand said the whites were his fave, and gave me a taste when i seemed skeptical. White peaches are usually sweet but flavorless, in my experience. These were stupendous, though, so i bought some. Along with a couple yellows just to compare, and a box of yummy end-of-season blueberries. All of which i have been eating for breakfast all week long — yahoo! I love summer stone fruits, oh yeah, mmm, mmm, let me sing my fruity song of joy, la la.