Here in metro Detroit, we are lucky to have several cider mills within an hour’s drive. My favorite one is the Parshallville Cider Mill, just outside Fenton. It’s very simple and may not be much to some, but it’s the one I grew-up with and have the most fond memories of.
Each fall growing up, my family would go there for cider, donuts and penny candy. We’d grab a seat at a picnic table and fight off bees as we ate. Then, we’d get a few pumpkins, which would take us kids forever to pick out. It was a tradition I looked forward to every year.
Now, I hope to create that same tradition for my family.
A few weeks ago, we went back to Parshallville – this time with my mom and grandma. We got hot donuts and cider and fought off bees as we sat at the picnic tables. It was like a trip back in time, but even better since I now have my own little family to continue the tradition. Here’s a few of the shots taken…
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