Yesterday Vinny and i went to Julian with my mom and dad. we all piled into the mighty avalon, where dad tried to kill us a number of times on the winding roads.
(The avalon is the middle car - dad did an awesome job of parrallel parking!)
The weather was cool and fresh. and so were the apples! for those of you who don't know, julian is a sleepy little mountain town where we go in the fall to pick apples and eat and eat and eat apple pie. preferably with cheese on top. want a taste?
sorry, we ate it all! there is also a shop with tons of kinds of yummy stuff: from candy to nuts to chocolate to apple cider to candy apples.
these are vinny's favorite apples - covered in sugar!
5 comments:
That homeless guy looks like he has been standing behind the local bakery for his nightly snack.
The homeless lady, that is way more believable.
I am glad that you guys had fun. You do have a phone don't you? Next time, why don't you try giving someone a call to join you? I am starting to get my feelings hurt with all of the avoiding.
Megan, well we all knew that once you started blogging, it would beat all of ours. That is a really great post.
I could see the homeless guy's booze hidden in his bags. No wonder you didn't pick him up. The lady - she looked like she had been taking swigs off the same bottle.
I'm so happy to read your blog!
This is a GREAT post... loved it! Wish I had a slice of pie... looks yummy!
I've heard your Dad's had a spot of bother or two when he gets behind the wheel - safer on foot for all of you. Less damage when you're seated safely on a bench. However, upon closer examination, it appears that the only reason he's sitting safely on that bench is that he's been nailed there...
And now for something completely different.
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