Saturday, October 8, 2022

apple-mania

apples
Recent travels took bsp to the Northeast and I was excited about finding apple cider donuts. It took a couple of days, including a creepy Airbnb with a copy of The Amityville Horror prominently featured on a bookshelf, and a detour to the local airport to fetch lost luggage, but finally we made it to Shelburne Farms and its apple-centric farm stand. I bought Macintosh apples, which have a tart, winy taste that reminded me of being a kid, hot apple cider, also tart and crisp, and a half-dozen apple cider donuts, crisply fried, creamily apple-y and dusted with cinnamon sugar. It was one of those times when reality and memory happily coincide.

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