In fact, when you cut into them, they are structurally like apples, but have a strong concord grape perfume. The taste is applish, but with a lingering grape overtone (yes, I know I sound like a pretentious wine critic, but there's really no other way to explain it). They are very pleasing. Of course, when I consider the probable sinister origins of this fruit, it makes me wonder whether I will wake up next week with one leg shorter than the other, all for eating Graples. In search of knowledge, I Googled the name, and came up with one mention of the fruit itself, and many instances where the word "grapples" had been misspelled. "They grapled for the gun" takes on a whole new meaning when one has tried this fruit.