Any Given Tuesday

I am a little compulsive. Just a little bit…not a lot, like my husband would mouth if he were looking over my shoulder. A wee bit compulsive. Personally, I think it’s kind-of cute.

This morning I decided I had to go apple picking. Today. I have been waiting and waiting and waiting for a crisp autumn day to pile the kids in the car, take a scenic drive on a colorful tree-lined highway, and pull into an apple orchard for an adventure that warranted its own scrapbook I’d never get around to creating (the photos would be stuffed into a special box and shoved under my bed at the very least). We’d purchase our one peck bags at the quaint country store, buy a few waters to keep us hydrated while navigating the hilly countryside, and climb up the trees to get perfectly ripened apples that mere mortals could not reach (apple picking is a skill in New England). Afterwards, we’d stand in the long line for apple cider and homemade apple crisp, find the one open picnic table among a crowd of festive fall-lovers, and indulge in the bounty of the season.

Well, this morning I realized that’s just not happening. No matter how long I pretend to be patient.

It doesn’t feel like fall at all. As much as I’d love to hide my legs again, it’s still shorts weather. It’s impossible to take a day off from shaving in 80-degree heat. Our cozy sweaters remain unworn in our closets with the tags attached. There’s no vibrant rainbow of leaves delicately falling in the wind, no piles of leaves for Alex to jump in. The A/C is cranking.

The Jewish New Year, Rosh Hashana, begins tomorrow. I serve apples and honey to signify a sweet New Year. I make a mean kugel (noodle pudding) with apples. I had to go apple picking. Today. For religious reasons. Even though it still feels like summer.

The crazy cast of characters I lovingly call my family. Alex wasn't into this photo-op; he was more concerned with my Mom's dog Beau. Beau in an apple orchard. How could I compete with an iPhone camera?

I called my Mom and told her I had to find an orchard that was close, flat (strollers and hills don’t mix), and filled with apples (it’s late in the season due to all of my waiting). Telling her was code for getting her on the case, and it worked. She found the ideal place, just like I knew she would.

We picked Ashley up afterschool and surprised her with apple picking on a Tuesday afternoon. She’s been hanging around with me long enough to know it’s not uncharacteristic of my compulsive (ahem, cute) personality, and she went along with it with a knowing smile. It’s true that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Apple picking wasn’t exactly what I envisioned this year, but it was definitely worth the wait.

***I made a quick apple  Rachipe (Rachael Ray recipe) tonight that’s beyond easy. I will be posting more apple dishes all this week, so go out and pick some!***

Easy Apple Cake


Box yellow cake mix for a single layer cake, (recommended: Jiffy brand) prepared to package directions

2 tablespoons softened butter

1 McIntosh apple, diced

1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon

1/4 cup sugar

1 pint butter pecan or rum raisin ice cream


Preheat oven to directions on box. Mix cake mix to directions on box, using 1/2 cup water and 1 egg. Grease a 9 by 9-inch square cake pan or disposable cake pan with butter. Pour in cake batter. Toss apples with cinnamon and sugar and sprinkle on top of cake batter. Bake 20 to 25 minutes. Serve warm cake squares with small scoops of butter pecan or rum raisin ice cream.

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8 Responses to Any Given Tuesday

  1. Mel says:

    Wow, Mama, you are making beautiful memories!!! That apple recipe sounds divine! And how cool that you can grab your best ally (your mom!) and find an apple orchard nearby to expose the kids to the awesomeness that is New England! I am so jealous! Being in SoFla, I guess I can go orange picking? In shorts? In December? I need to relocate! 😉

    • Mommy Dish says:

      Yes, you should relocate…nothing like apple picking in the fall in New England. Sorry, SoFla. : )

      It was a memorable and enjoyable day. Being compulsive (cute) pays off sometimes. : )

  2. Anissa says:

    No apple picking here either. Jealous! Looks like you had fun.

  3. Michele Goldman says:

    A good time was had by all. Just remember.. you make your own fun no matter where you are… Think of ways to enjoy your days where you live..and make some memories.. I love that expression..”Grow where you’re planted..”

  4. Mommy Dish says:

    Grow where you’re planted is a beautiful saying, and a reminder of how one should try to live everyday.

  5. Kelly says:

    You make me want to go apple picking now more than ever! I hope we get to this weekend! Love the recipe! Been wanting to make apple crisp lately and this just adds a new element! Might try maple walnut ice cream with this! Yum! Thanks and Shana Tova!

  6. Mommy Dish says:

    Thanks! My best apple cake was one I featured last year; it’s a family recipe. I call it ugly apple cake, but it’s delicious (one of Scott’s favorite cakes that I make):

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