I don’t know if any of my loyal readers recall my So Cal apple picking post from last fall? Well, in case you don’t remember, the gist of it was that picking apples in LA fails miserably in comparison to New England apple picking. You can read about it here if you want a refresher.
Needless to say, being back in New England, I was only too eager to hit the apple orchards for some proper apple picking. Sister came up for the weekend from New York City and we met up with some our of cousins for a fun Saturday outing. Husband, Sister and I arrived at the Farm and after a quick hello to the family, we made a beeline for the homemade apple cider donuts to start out our day- the breakfast of champions! After probably two bags split amongst the three of us, we ready to get our picking on.
A short jaunt from a hayride put us amongst the apple orchards and away we went. The apples were prime and plentiful and we moseyed up and down the rows of trees looking for the best apples to pick. Of course we had to sample some along the way… you know, just to make sure the variety was worth the picking. After gathering a rather full bag of apples, we queued up for the hayride back to the main farm. We stopped by the pumpkin patch and the field of flowers where you could pick your own. After a bit of a wander, we were tuckered out from carrying a 20 pound bag of apples, so, naturally, we HAD to share a homemade, hot apple crumble to replenish our energy levels (at least that’s the excuse we used for indulging once again). It was a great day and lovely way to kick off Fall in New England.