Around these here parts, Indian summers and the first cool days of Autumn are signified by one thing.
The Honeycrisp apple.
Even tho the date denotes that Autumn is upon us, the temperatures have not. This is why I say Indian summers go along just as easily with this particular apple.
People come from far and wide to buy this apple by the bushels. Thats how good it is. Included in those said people would be my MIL, who lives 3 hours south of me. She makes a trip here every Autumn to purchase some of these apples.
This apple is so darn popular that even folks like myself, who normally avoid large crowds, will go to the orchard to get some. In fact, it seems that on this particular day, I was willing to forgo the aforementioned aversion to crowds AND ignore the rain that seemed to be falling on me as I made my way to the orchard shop!
Once inside the shop, the next step was to find a wagon. Have you ever tried to carry bushels of apples without a wagon? You have? Well, you must be really strong. Of course, in order to get a wagon I had to make my way back outdoors, in the rain, to the wagon corral. Which was EMPTY. Hmph. Excuse me, Miss You Look Like a Nice Lady, are you done with that wagon? No, she says. In my head I say, Well, it looks like you are done with that wagon. Then she says, Actually, you can go ahead and take it....Im just waiting for someone. Then, in my head again, I say, Did I actually say that out loud? Im pretty sure I was just thinking that...I hope I didnt say that outloud.....So, I say, Thanks. This is really gonna help me out.
Me and my wagon go back in the shop and find my MIL, who is now requesting even more apples from the lady working in the back. As she managed to clear the ones from the shelf in a matter of minutes. As we are waiting for the rest of her apples, we overhear a small group of college kids gasping at the price of the Honeycrisp apple. They want how much for that apple? Are you serious? That has to be wrong? Who would pay that much for an apple? To which my MIL replies, have you tasted it? Well, no, they say. Okay, my MIL says, well, you really need to taste it. Then you will know why people pay so much for this apple. Yeah, right, they say. It cant be that good. So one of the employees comes out with some pieces of the apple and the next thing you hear is, OMG, this is so good. Are you for real? How could we not have known this was so good? How much do we each have to pay if we split a bag?
The power of the apple. It brings even the toughest critics to their knees.
The Weekend Dish: 8/19/2017
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