apple booty
It's been a while since I've posted anything. Alas, the past few weeks I've been feeling kinda dumpy, frumpy, lumpy, slumpy...plain ol umpy. Thankfully I have such a wonderful boyfriend, Sam, to cheer me up.

On Sunday, Sam's mom suggested that we get off our lazy butts (even though we cleaned the entire house the day before) and go pick some apples. So we found an orchard in Warkwick, New York called Masker's Orchard. Oh, that place was sheer madness. Insanity I tell you! First off, don't go on a weekend...especially one that's really beautiful with wonderful warm weather and blue sky. That's when everybody from New Jersey (including us) drives up with family in tow, up to Route 17 and jam up the single lane highway all the bitter way to the entrance of Masker's Orchard. Once we entered the orchard the place was littered with parked cars, families, and apple carcases strewn over the ground. Boy was it fun.
We met up with Sam's friend, Candice, who was also really enjoying herself. She left with no apples and dumped the ones she picked on us. Here I am with my bag of apple booty! ARRRR...

Despite the chaos, we came out with a bag of some green appples, macintosh, and empire. We also left with 2 half gallon jugs of apple cider. Tastes exactly like their radio station says....like liquid apple!
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