How would your second-grade teacher pronounce “apron”, happydog?
As for the taste of fruit --- oh, you’re so right!!! In my boyhood in Chile, in the valley of the Aconcagua (where the climate was about as near Paradise as you can get) we had about 20 or thirty kinds of fruit in our garden. --- Fruitwise, life since then has been one long, downward path; though in my country, we’ve not declined quite as far as in N. America, where (in town, at any rate) “fruit salad” means five different colours of turnip........