it's all about the grapes. the eatin' kind.
i may have squealed with delight when i saw these the other day, because i bought some of the green ones last year and loved them. at the time i thought that they were scupperdines, but a scupperdine is in fact the name of the purple ones, as the guy at the stand told me.
Lesson #1: How to tell I'm not from the South
Me to the guy at farmstand: "So what are these called?" (pointing to the green ones)
Guy at farmstand: "Scuppernongs".
Me: "Scupper.... long?"
Woman standing nearby points and laughs at me. "She ain't from the South, is she."
So they both taste almost identical, except the green ones (scuppernongs) are slightly more sour. I described them last year as candy, tasting not unlike those grape-flavored Now-N-Laters, except that these are far better for you than chemical-laced candy.
Lesson #2: How to tell I never went to charm school
I'm actually surprised that I made it home with this many, because I eat them on the way home and spit the seeds out the car window, which as we all know is super classy. That's how I roll.
I think I might prefer the scuppernongs over the scupperdines because of the slight sourness. The woman at the farmstand (the one who cackled at my lack of Southernness) informed me that they make great jam. I'll take her word for it. I'll just keep eating them raw.