So cider mills. As I mentioned
last year, they're a big deal around here. So, the fact that I engaged in my
first true cider mill experience this fall, when Maizey, Grandma Betty and I went picking, has some baffled. And honestly, baffles me too. That I did it. And liked it. I like cider!? Who knew?! Especially slushes. Apple cider slushes. Mmmmm.
After the true experience - plucking honey crisps from trees - I felt Grandma Betty needed the "fun" farm experience. So, like last year, we went
Long...
Due to the growth attached to my chest, I was out of the running for the pillow-bouncey thing. Damn. Next year.
Family lovin'.
