Our obligatory annual trip to the Apple Factory is normally made just before Thanksgiving. Due to the insane workload and intensity of weekend events, however, we were forced to postpone until a few days past the family holiday.
The pumpkin display, farm-inspired cutouts, and automated fruit band (look that up - it's funny!) will forever remain family favourites, though our primary intention was to obtain a 2L jug of apple cider to take home.
To our dismay, the shelf had been completely emptied with the exception of one small, lonely bottle in the corner; its many dents indicated the strenuous battles it had undergone as a result of last-minute Thanksgiving shoppers.
To our dismay, the shelf had been completely emptied with the exception of one small, lonely bottle in the corner; its many dents indicated the strenuous battles it had undergone as a result of last-minute Thanksgiving shoppers.
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We moved onto the bakery section, where our typical orders of Apple and Pecan Pies were placed. A warm slice of Rhubarb Strawberry served as my breakfast.
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An amusing addition to the market was the group of singing hens - plushies of course. Not only were they capable of crooning out silly, upbeat tunes, several were heard harmonizing softly in the background with gentle clucking (mak mak mak).
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The final stop of the day was Brazil Bakery near Heartland, where we picked up several Portuguese tarts, almond pastries, and the last round of Brazilian Cheese Bread (which was sweeter than it was cheesy).
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