I consider this my most dangerous blog to date.  I know that it will border on sacrilege but feel that I must do it.

I purchased a Pecos cantaloupe yesterday and was able to hold off peeling it until today.  I was in the process of finishing another melon of a different grower and did not want to cross contaminate my Pecos melon.  I was greatly disappointed at the first bite of the Pecos melon.  It was either shipped a bit green or had hardened from direct contact with the sun.  I do not know which.  The melons I have been buying are called “Sugar Kissed” and are every bit as sweet as I remember a Pecos melon of yore to be.  Maybe my expectations were too high.  Maybe the boys in Coyanosa have been relying on the fact that as we get older our taste buds diminish to some degree.  I am stunned to say the least.

I know, I know, the very mention of the Pecos melon not being what it once was will send tremors thru my list of friends.  I am sure that one of the descendents of Dr. Camp is at this very moment going thru the records from the hospital that have been stored all these years, looking to erase my name from birth records.  For that I am sorry but I have a copy of my birth certificate and can prove I was born in Pecos.  I know I have sinned but just couldnt help myself.  This melon just wasnt one of the “ONES”.  I know a silver medal is not as good as a gold but it is better than a bronze (Presidio melon).

I hope that I may have saved one of my readers from a huge dose of disappointment and hope that time will take care of my current fall from grace.

Chuy the cantaloupe taster