This year Apple Hill seemed to be slipping away due to weather and timing. But my darling husband found a way to get us up there to visit our favorite farms, even if it was only for a couple of hours.
We went to Kids Inc first and had ourselves one of their Walkin' apple pies. I was surprised by how many people there remarked about our dish, this is what they are known for. But many had their first introduction to the pie through our order. It's a large personal sized pie topped with their cider sauce and ice cream on top. Not
PCOS friendly, but it's once a year.
We then made our way, a rather back way into the most popular farm High Hill Ranch. This farm is huge, it has the most crafty things, a fishing pond, restaurant, farmers market stand, apple cider and apple donuts. The donuts are amazing, and the cider is good although hubby likes mine more.
Our last and final stop was to Abe's Apples for their delicious and rather gourmet caramel apples. They have an apple pie caramel apple! I love it! They use huge delicious juicy apples and cover them with lots of caramel and other delicious ingredients. I also like their caramel, chocolate covered with nuts. The cinnamon candy apples were being taken off the menu the day we were there, they like to mix up their offerings.
This fall has been emotional and unsteady so it was wonderful of my hubby to work do hard to keep this tradition going. This is one offering I would love to bring my family to, but as of now we head out there for Thanksgiving no one comes here. Spring is not the time for apples, although they do have something with the blooms in spring. Our time to come is in the fall.
My musings on life. My interests are varied, and my struggles are not unique, but this is my story. These are the changes made to improve my life. My diagnosis does not define me, my choices do. I am working to live a healthy happy life with PCOS. These are the changes I am making, the struggles I am facing, and just my daily life learning to live in a whole new way. I hope to encourage others to make small changes that will lead to great results.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Drinking tea, it's more than a warm drink to me
It's Autumn, finally. I wake up to a chill in the air even though it warms up quite well by the afternoon. The leaves are all turning, putting on their brightest hues. Everyone is in the mood, school is in session, coffee shops gave brought out our seasonal favorites. I'm sitting here planning out my work for tomorrow and sipping tea. It is a Roobios tea, one of the apple cider flavors with all the benefits of green tea and no caffeine.
This has been added back to my nightly routine. I had stopped the nightly advent because I had no one to share with, but I've decided that I still need it. This is my rest, the time for me to remember, for me to relax.
When I sit here and sip it's like I'm with my mom, listening to her wisdom. I'm surrounded by love. Tea time is for reminiscing and thinking of what my mom would advise me to do.
It's also a time for remembering chai in India, my first train ride, Auntie Buntain and all the friends I made on the other side of the world. Another time when I was a minority, this time because of my skin and nationality. It reminds me how well off we are even though we are not wealthy according to American standards.
Tea time is grounding. It's pleasure, and decadence, and solace. It's more than drinking a hot liquid. It's like the warm blanket and fire feeling on a rainy night. Tea tastes great, but it's also a frame of mind. I hope you all find time in your day for tea, or your equivalent of it. Take the time to be grounded, to remember, and be thankful.
I wish you all peace and blessings.
This has been added back to my nightly routine. I had stopped the nightly advent because I had no one to share with, but I've decided that I still need it. This is my rest, the time for me to remember, for me to relax.
When I sit here and sip it's like I'm with my mom, listening to her wisdom. I'm surrounded by love. Tea time is for reminiscing and thinking of what my mom would advise me to do.
It's also a time for remembering chai in India, my first train ride, Auntie Buntain and all the friends I made on the other side of the world. Another time when I was a minority, this time because of my skin and nationality. It reminds me how well off we are even though we are not wealthy according to American standards.
Tea time is grounding. It's pleasure, and decadence, and solace. It's more than drinking a hot liquid. It's like the warm blanket and fire feeling on a rainy night. Tea tastes great, but it's also a frame of mind. I hope you all find time in your day for tea, or your equivalent of it. Take the time to be grounded, to remember, and be thankful.
I wish you all peace and blessings.
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