Photo Diary: Apple Picking!
Oct 14, 2011
Eric has been wanting to go apple picking ever since he first felt weather under 70 degrees. Seriously, I got a text from him a few weeks ago saying it was "crispy fall outside" and that he wanted to go apple picking. I took that as a sign that I needed to wear tights that day, but we didn't go apple picking until this past Monday. It's safe to say we found the BEST place to pick apples around Boston, Brooksby Farm!
I've never been much for climbing trees (that phobia probably started around when I developed the "fear gene" and no longer wanted to ski straight down black diamonds), but these ones were cute and little, so I climbed one. We then we realized that there were much smaller more apple filled trees that didn't need to be climbed, so my adventure streak ended.
It felt amazing to leave my phone in the car, not check email and truly enjoy the afternoon. While I usually develop a scratchy throat from eating raw apples (it's called oral allergy syndrome, I developed it after most of my "normal" food allergies went away), these didn't seem to bother me. I knew I shouldn't taste them, but the smell was too crisp and fresh to resist. And I think my mouth was actually watering.
Let me just tell you, raw apples taste even better than I remember.
We even made an apple pie, which was only just ok. I'm not too disappointed though, because I've been stealing bites of the apples Eric brings to work, all the while hoping that my good luck will hold and I won't get sick.
I haven't yet, so it either means New England pollen's got nothing on me or those particular apples are magical. I'm ok with either option :)