Quantum Peach

My sister Becky, who haunts the farmers' markets of DC on occasion, brought down a crate of peaches when she visited for the surprise birthday party we threw for our mom. And when I say a crate, I mean "a crate", as in "wooden box that you run across very quickly in every video game ever and proceed to smash open because there's a suit of armor/blaster/health pack crammed improbably inside". 

This one, however, was filled with peaches. Lots of them; tasty, too. So my sister who lives around h...