We just harvested two huge backpacks worth of delicious organic, wild(?) apples from some long ago forgotten trees back in the woods. They may not be truly a ‘wild’ food, but they were certainly a bit more feral than the cardboard-tasting varieties found at the supermarket.
Although this happened in the high country of Arizona, it reminded me of childhood feasting in Ohio on pear, apple and cherry trees from abandoned homesteads, sometimes very close to present day neighborhoods.
I honestly can’t think of any fruit tasting better than those fresh picked and eaten while sitting among the branches of the tree.