After my birthday on Monday, I spent the rest of the week alternating between being violently sick to my stomach or extremely sick to my stomach. By Friday I was exhausted, having merely listened to my guys enjoying the fall weather from my bed or the bathroom. I even had to cancel a special recipe I was to make with the boys earlier in the week. So when Ian requested apple pie for Saturday, I was determined to make it happen. In fact, I suggested we make a day of it.
So Saturday morning we began with pumpkin scones. This recipe comes from a giant Byerly's cookbook we received as a wedding gift. The scones are one of three recipes for which I keep the book, and they are delicious. Suki kept asking for more 'cookies' with a very full mouth! I jazzed them up a bit with some jack-o-lantern faces, and we ate our way into the new day.
Next we tackled the apple pie. Of course, that required a trip to the orchard! We drove south along the river, taking in the leaves, until we found a little orchard the suited our purposes, which included a tractor ride around the orchard and pumpkin patch, hot dogs and apple brats, and a peck of Sweet 16s.
After an afternoon of napping to recover from all the apple picking, I started in on actually making the pie while the boys hit the leaves outside. In addition, I set about preparing dinner. About a week ago, Ian and I found a Halloween cookbook in the dollar bins at Target. He carefully paged through and chose his favorite recipes to try. Salty Bones. Mummies. Finger Food. After washing off the leaves, the boys helped to put it all together.
So as our bones and mummies baked and the fingers mouldered, the boys and I put up Halloween decorations and special guest, Grandpa Dan, read monster stories. I even snuck a quick loaf of pumpkin bread in for breakfast the next morning. Really, a pretty magical fall day.
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