Tuesday, October 19, 2010
the apples of my eye
There's nothing like waiting until the last minute, is there? This past weekend was the last weekend for apple picking at our closest orchard, so it was a good thing it was also the weekend I managed to get it together enough to plan a trip. The boys had a couple of friends over, and we all piled into the people mover Saturday afternoon and set off for a sunny apple-picking expedition. Everybody got in on the action. Liam and Max loved grabbing the low fruit and having their dad heft them up to get the high ones, and even Henry was pretty excited by the whole thing (way more about holding an apple than by trying to pick one, as you can see).
And the payoff came Sunday afternoon, when Liam, Max, and I made apple cake from my great-uncle Louie's recipe. We added a brown-sugar crumble topping, and it was delicious! Too bad we still have about 20 apples left to figure out what to do with...
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