Yesterday we, (Pete, myself, two missionary friends Crystal and Amy, and our Mexican friend Jona), drove 2 hours into the countryside to a small town, Guerrero, for the 10th Annual Apple Festival. Sounds a little crazy, I know, but orchard apples in October, who wouldn’t go to the ends of the earth for those little crisp bundles of deliciousness. And…there are so many things you can make with apples, so now that we have a whole box sitting in our kitchen I better get busy.
First, I have to tell you little about the festival, some of the culture we observed, and show you some pictures. The apple festival was small and quaint. There were tents with vendors selling everything from jewelry and handmade crafts, to all sorts of apple products, tequila, and traditional Mexican comida (food). The smells of grilled meat for tacos filled the air, and everywhere you walked different vendors would draw you into their tents offering samples of their items for sale. We tasted ALOT!
After wandering around the festival for a bit and looking at the art exhibit they also had on display we placed an order with an orchard for 3 boxes for apples to take home with us. We had orders from a few friends here in Chihuahua for apples as well. While waiting for the apples we munched on apple-filled empanadas in the park and listen to Mexican music.
When our apples arrived we headed back home. But our trip would not be complete without a stop for pizza on the way home. Chihuahua does not have good pizza, so the pizza in route to Guerrero was definitely a treat. After an exhausting day in the sun, it was in the 90s, we headed home.
We enjoyed experience a bit of the Mexican traditions for fall, and even though it doesn’t exactly feel or look like what we are used to…it is starting to feel like home. It definitely helps that I found squash at the grocery store this morning…you have no idea how excited I was, but we’ll leave that for another post. First on the agenda for the morning, shopping in El Centro with my language helper Ana, for canning jars…yes Mom, I’m canning, Liesl style. Apple butter anyone?