Have you ever just stared at an apple? Unwilling to take that first bite, for fear of ruining the shear perfect ness of the sphere? Yet mouth watering from the temptation of the crisp fruit. Wanting that sweet and tart taste in your mouth, but afraid of the initial plunge. That first bite that can either leave you craving more, or ruin your ideals of fruit for the rest of your life. Do you fear a decision like that?