There was also a trip to the apple orchard slash pumpkin patch. Just seems like a necessary fall activity, no?
Pie pumpkins remind of my dietetic internship at St Louis University, where I once made a ginormous batch of pumpkin dip from pie pumpkins, which do not taste or look like solid pack pumpkin, which may or may not have caused a rowdy class of 4th graders to engage in a near food fight. Lesson learned.
You know, sometimes the best conversations about life happen around mountains of pumpkins and vats of apples in the crisp fall air. We had a good time chatting about dream jobs and traveling and living in the spirit of adventure, which I hope to do even when I’m 84.
We were sad to discover that all of the apples had been picked and bagged but consoled ourselves with hot apple cider and biscuits with amazing homemade apple butter.
Vanessa and Trevor brought their new dog, Donner, along for the excitement.
I think it’s safe to say he had a good time…
And no fall trip to Btown would be complete without a trip to the Chocolate Moose for pumpkin ice cream. In this case, it seems I am eating hot fudge with a side of pumpkin ice cream. This may be true, but it was totally worth it.
But now it’s back to the real world of working and running and yoga-ing and making (hopefully) good food. The weather has been perfect for fall running, so I’m looking forward to more of that in the near future. And there may be some additional fall weekend adventures just ahead…
btdubs :: what did you do this weekend? and your thoughts on pie pumpkins?
