Fruit Punch

Today I had an apple that tasted like grape cough syrup. No I was not drunk, and Rebecca can verify it (both the fact that I was sober and that my apple tasted like triaminic). It was really weird, but Eshan told me it was because basically their skins are very similar. Still, I got quite confused with all of the science talk. Even so, I still tried to catch on as I chomped away at the piece of fruit going through an identity crisis.