We ate these in Paris but had to ask the waiter what they were. His spelling of "physalis" was perfect but still left us in the dark. Sounded more like a chronic condition than a fruit. Tasted like mandarin crossed with passionfruit. Looks like a cumquat once you peel that dry shroud away. Saw them again in the Munich market.
... and what the ... are these ?
Which honey ?
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