One of the best things about New England is the fall season. It's so pretty here and we are lucky enough to be in prime apple country. My local orchard (Bishops) is wonderful - and last week I was able to pick up some of the first Macouns of the season. These are my favorite apples - there's something just right about them - they are the right size, the right crispness, the right juicy-ness, and the taste (while I wouldn't say it has a hint berry flavor like on wikipedia, but what do I know?) - I like. Jackson loves them too (remember him?). I was sitting here at the computer, enjoying my apple, and I hear a little whine. Jackson was perched on the couch arm looking at me with those dachshund eyes. I shared when I was finished.