Descriptive Essay On Apple Picking

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Apple picking is everyone’s favorite fall activity, how could it not be you get to eat and pick delicious apples. I have been going apple picking with my friend Mollie since I was six years old. We go to Honey Pot Orchard in the next town over and pick a large bag of apples, then go into the store get some cider, candy apples, and of course the BEST part of apple picking, the cider cinnamon sugar donuts. The donuts at Honey Pot are famous. I like to think people come to Honey Pot solely for the delicious donuts. When I tell my mom I am going to Honey Pot her first reaction is, “Bring back 2 bags of donuts for everyone!” It’s like going to your relative’s house and always expecting them to cook your families favorite dish, but in this …show more content…

The only downside to the donuts is the long line you can always count on. I usually don’t have to wait in it because my friends and I take turns, but not this time. I never actually realized how impatient I was until I had to stand looking at what it felt like millions of people’s heads in front of me. We tried to pick the shortest, and fastest moving line but they all were pretty much the same. We got in line at 2:30pm and did not get our donuts until 3:40pm. Some may call us crazy for waiting that long for a stupid donut but they aren’t just any donuts, they are the best donuts you will ever …show more content…

The worst part was watching people exit from the front of the line chowing down on the beautiful cider filled donuts as they walked to their cars. I just wanted to run into the building and eat all them I was so hungry. When it was finally my time to order I got a dozen cinnamon sugar cider donuts. The lady behind the counter handed me a big white paper bag filled with the most perfect donuts. I could feel the heat radiating off the doughy circular goodness because they came straight from the oven. The aroma of cinnamon mixed with cider smell stimulated my taste buds. I had no self-control after leaving the window and I immediately devoured the most heavenly donut I have ever tasted. All the built up anticipation for the donuts and the severe hunger I was experiencing made the donut taste that much better. It was crisp on the outside, the cinnamon and sugar covered the outside crumbled off onto my fingers and filled my mouth with every bite. The donut was not to doughy, it was the perfect amount of bready texture. The lasting taste of the cider reminded me of fall and apples, and best of all it was a small donut so eating two of them did not make you feel that guilty. It is safe to say the hour long wait and day of anticipation was well worth it to get these delicious

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