Varangéville - les mirabelles
The mirabelle fruit is sacred in my family. my grand mother owns a plantation of 50 trees in the village where she was born, and every year in August we go to collect them. We do cakes, marmelade, and eau de vie out of it.
The taste of this goldy pinky fruit is never better than when you pick them on the ground or from the tree while they are still warm from the sun.
This is where I am from.