There is nothing wrong with your computer monitor. Do not attempt to adjust the picture. That really is a green apple. Not unripe- green. As in Granny Smith. Granny Smith!!
To anyone not living in Japan that's about as exciting as watching paint dry but here in the land of the oh so sweet Sun Fuji, the aptly named Shinano Sweet and the occasional not-so-sweet-but-still-swet Jonagold, a fabulously refreshing mouth puckeringly tart Granny Smith is a treasure.
Well to me anyway.
The woman who grows them was less sure.
"They're so sour. My husband planted all these trees of them. So many. And the apples are so sour! We send them to Tokyo to sell them. Can't sell them around here. In Tokyo there's people who've been overseas and they eat them..."
Thankfully all those odd green apple eating Tokyo-ites only get the perfect ones. The rejects have found a new fan right here on the mountain.
I have been eating them night and day and smiling and mmm-mmming every time. They are just sooo good!
I made a big pot of un-sweetened just-so-amazingly-tart-and-good Granny Smith apple sauce for the family.
K: "What is this???"
I got 0 for 3 on the "Aren't green apples amazing???!" taste test.
But I'm not too upset- all the more for me!