Used to live in the middle of town. On a walk with the kids, down 3 blocks and left at the little market onto a dead-end street, at the end was a little hayfield with a pond and an apple tree.

The apples on this tree were like cannon-balls. Someone had stacked the fallen ones this way, in little tetrahedral piles of 4. Bigger - not quite soccer balls but impractically, ludicrously large dark apples. Never heard of them, never seen them pictured anywhere.

The tree is gone now, the entire meadow and pond turned into condominiums.