My weird habit...

My mother is an ardent fan of gala. That is Royal Gala Apple. She would not buy other variety of apple. I am more liberal. Red Delicious and Granny Smith are among my favourite. But I have to sneak those apples or else my mother would start with her interrogation.

"Why would you buy those sour apples?" when referring to Oma Schmidt or
"Those apples are not crisp!" while pointing to a group of Rojo delicioso

If apples were human, that's racist.

Since I would avoid her annoying 'trivial' questionings, I would eat those apples when she's not at home or when I am away. Straight from the.... farm supermarket. I don't give a damn about those wax or 'pesticide'. I believe those apples are from HACCP compliant farms. Too much bona fide?

The Royal Gala apples are usually imported from New Zealand or South Africa.

Here comes the weird part. Before eating those apples, I would sing the national anthem respective to their origin.