New York Cliché of the Day: Apple Picking, Obviously

Every New York City blogger and their SO goes apple picking one weekend in October. It’s like, a requirement. Or at least a mega fall cliché!

Cliché red checkered flannel? Check!

We drove about an hour north to Harvest Moon Farm & Orchard in North Salem. Witchy Westchester! Despite this demoralizing sign….

 

…we still managed to go apple picking! The trees weren’t picked clean at the top!

I have no shame about jumping and my fella is 6’1. This combo made us a pretty great Slim Pickings team. That and the help of Apple Picking Poles which look like the bastard child of a flag pole and a lacrosse stick but get the job done.

We picked circles around all the families encumbered by shrimpy children and had ourselves half a bushel in no time.

If I wasn’t using my oven as storage, we might’ve made a pie out of some. We’re cute (see above), but not that cute! Instead we’ve happily enjoyed raw, crisp, picked-with-our-bare-hands apples all week.

FIBER. FALL. FANTASTIC. 

 

About New York Cliche

NYC lifestyle blog by Mary Lane. Events, adventures, epic mistakes, dating, life, humor. A 20-something trying to make it (and make out) in the city of dreams.

4 thoughts on “New York Cliché of the Day: Apple Picking, Obviously

  1. oh do.bake.me.a pie. I love.apple.pie in the fall. and apple.cider.too.if you.can beat Trader Joe’s. I am tired of this androids penchant.for.typing periods when I type.the spacebar so I’m leavin’em.

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