A little glimpse into the nicer moments of my past week 🙂
Autumn isn’t my favorite season.. It’s hard for me to see everything outside dying and fading away, but the season provides the occasional lovely moment. How about apple pie days?
Each year we drive all the way down old 94, take the Grafton Ferry across the Mississippi, and go to Ekhert’s to pick apples. The journey is always longer than the time spent at the farm, but that’s half the fun.
I made two different apple pies, so we could determine which recipe should be used for Thanksgiving. Although the Grandma Ople recipe makes a beautiful pie, the traditional definitely wins.