I love concord grapes. They are only out a certain time in the fall, and not everywhere. They are grown north of where I live, and every year, the first one to find them buys some for the girls to share. The girls are Matka and her three daughters. We all love them, we usually don't find them until near Matka's Birthday on October 7th when middle sister is home for the birthday festivities.
Today, I bought some, and could not wait to bring some to Matka.
I hate concord grapes.