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Apfel Hof

This weekend we went to Apfel Hof with New City Wien.  It was a beautiful, crisp fall day.  It was fun being out in the country.  Bernhard, the farmer, started the day by talking about potatoes and  their origin and what all we do with them.  Then we went to his small field that he has behind his house and barn.  He got on his tractor and prepared the soil for us to harvest potatoes.  After washing the potatoes and wrapping them in foil to bake, we hopped on the wagon behind the tractor and went to the ghost keller (aka the potato cellar).  Then we headed over the apple orchard, where we got to pick a few bags of apples and pears.  We learned all about apples and potatoes all along the way.  When we got back, the men started grilling and the farmer made freshly pressed apple juice, which was SO good!!  There was also a pumpkin patch and we got to pick out some.  It was a wonderful day and we came back with bags of potatoes, pears, apples and pumpkins! 
Bernhard, the farmer
beautiful colors
the tractor and wagon
our coffee table fall decorations
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