Sassy is a Color

Yesterday...
Me to hubby: "Could you pick up some sassy apples & blue cheese?"
Hubby: "Sure. Um, like the baking kind?"
Me: "Yeah, Granny Smith, baking ones."
Hubby: "Why are they called sassy? Do they yell at you?"
Me: "'Cause when you bite into them they bite back. If they yelled they would be bitchy apples."
Hubby: "Okay. I didn't know they were called sassy. That's new to me."
Me: "That's 'cause I couldn't remember the name of the color they are, so I called them sassy."

Today...
Hubby: "How do you like your sassy apples?"
Me: "Mummmhumy." (My mouth was full. Why do people wait until your mouth is full to ask if you like what you're eating?"
Hubby: "What color are they? Gee, apples only come in a few colors and it's so hard to remember which colors those are. Pink? Yellow? Fuschia? It's not red...we'll go with sassy."