an orchard of memories you'll harvest throughout the years... Hands down, my favorite childhood memory was going to the orchard. We've moved around the northeast a lot as a child, but whether it was in the Berkshires, upstate New York, or Pennsylvania, my family always found the perfect orchard to welcome fall in with. Memories of watching apple presses churn out cider or hayrides to the pumpkin patch were always my most quintessential autumn remembrances. I can even recall the one orchard outing we took back when I was 10 and my father guess the correct weight of this huge pumpkin, winning us the best jack o' lantern ever.
Now it is our turn to pass down this joyful tradition to our children. One of my favorite things about where we live is that there is an apple orchard just down the road from our house. Thompson's Orchards is a 100-year-old family-owned orchard. We headed there this afternoon to pick some Cortland and Macintosh.
In another few weeks or so, crates of pumpkins and gourds will line the parking area. Every shape and color imaginable. Even though we grow our own pumpkins, I still go out each October and buy some pumpkins from Thompson's and my other favorite, Intervale Farms. After all, you can never have enough pumpkins, right?
Thompson's is just as famous, if not more, for their fresh doughnuts than their apples. Baked right in the barn behind a big glass window, people often wait in line for up to an hour to get their tastebuds around one of these doughy treats.
All in all, we got several pounds of apples, a jug of cider, and four doughnuts for $10. Not too shabby of a cost for adding a memory to your family.
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