Sunday, September 5, 2010
#13 McGlassons
My favorite local fruit and vegetable place on Rt 8 way past Ludlow. 4th generation on that land. The food tastes of their commitment to remain. They are the last of what used to be a thriving orchard area. I have many wonderful childhood memories of riding on the station wagon tailgate with bushels of apples and a sleepy and full belly of apples. Of being too frightened to climb up and dare the branches alone. Of being raised up high to get the ones missed by other hands such that the scent of fall apples still makes me smile and feel raised up.
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