Summers of being covered head to toe in the silty dust of my dad's apple orchard. Tear streaked face from having to do our one dreaded summer task....pick a bin of grounder apples. (1 bin = 1 ton = approx 2000 pounds of apples).
My sister and I would spend and entire week working through the dreaded task. We thought we beat the system when we would fill our buckets with dirt and dump it in the bin...not knowing that the dirt would just fall through the cracks of the wooden bin and get us nowhere.
When we were done, dad would pay us some crazy amount of money that usually covered any spending money we wanted during the summer. (Looking back, he was a pretty good boss with that pay....)
Anways, back to the present.
Every summer, I try to get as many of those prescious gravenstien apples from the trees as I can. They make amazing pies, because they don't fall apart in the oven, and great applesauce because they are not too sweet, and great eating apples because they stay crisp and tart forever.
They're pretty much my favorite!
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