September 13th, 2010

piranha - MAC green tea.


I felt like doing something wholesome and industrious today, so I grabbed some former Lush co-workers and went down to Watsonville to do some apple-picking.  It's been years since I did any fruit-picking; usually I just let the illegal immigrants do it and buy my fruit at Safeway.  But Kate had mentioned a while back that she really wanted to pick some apples this fall, like she used to do back home on the East Coast, and Melissa was game, so after a couple of false starts (people always get lost driving to my house) we took off to Gizdich Ranch.

By the time we actually got to the ranch, it was lunchtime, so we went straight to the bakery and ordered slices of apple pie and apple dumplings.  Wow.  The apple dumplings were so good.  Crispy on the outside, smothered in a delicious apple sauce, each dumpling (about the size of a baseball - they were huge!) melted in the mouth.  So filling, too.  One dumpling was almost too much for me.

After stuffing our faces we went out to the orchards to do some actual picking.  It turned out that Melissa didn't really want any apples; she was just there for fun.  The Gizdich employees told us three apples would equal about a pound, then set us loose on the trees.


Melissa chilling out in the wheelbarrow before we even started picking.
She had worn flip-flops, which turned out to be a bad choice.  Her feet were so dirty!

Berry bushes to the left, green Pippins to the right

The white bucket we were filling with apples.  (Not too many; how many apples can we realistically eat?)

Kate & Melissa

Carrying the half-filled bucket of Pippins back to the wheelbarrow.

Those are some good lookin' Galas hanging on the tree branches!

There were so many apples!  It was crazy.

One of the many orchard lanes.  If we weren't allowed in a specific section, there would be a big sign saying NO PIK-UR-SELF HERE.

Melissa in the apples.

I thought I'd be this hipster cool person juggling apples, but instead I just looked like a goober and dropped them right after the picture was taken.

 Kate was the only one of us with definite plans for cooking her apples.  I figured I'd just eat 'em raw.

We bought apple butter and pumpkin butter and pies before we left Gizdich.  I spent so much money.  I kinda feel guilty about it.  But everything just looked so tasty, and I knew it would all go to a good place...namely, my tummy.