One of the great mysteries of living in Seattle is that it is fucking impossible to find a decent apple up here. The apples in grocery stores here are uniformly disgusting - mealy, mushy, old, often with brown soft spots. The exact same chain stores carry the exact same apples in California and they are fresh and crisp and delightful. Now, you snobavores might suggest I get my apples at a local farmer's market. Sadly, the snobosphere has ruined farmers markets for apples. It's no long cool enough to just get a nice farmer-grown Fuji or Gala or some shit, so they no longer sell those proper apples, it's all "heritage varietals".
Heritage apples are fucking inedible. They're astringent, dry, pastey. It's almost like taking a bite out of a raw potato, which I just realized is probably where "pomme de terre" came from. In French class people would always be like "apple of the earth? WTF are those Frenchies thinking, potatos and apples are nothing alike" , but in fact old apples from before the bitterness was bred out and the sugar was bred up were like potatos!