An apple a day

Who knew you could pick apples in Southern California??  Deciding to ignore the heat and participate in some serious fall festivities, we headed to the hills with our friends the Cooks in search of the juiciest apple.  Riley's Farm did not disappoint.  Granted, it was quirky. Half was themed "Colonial" and half "Revolutionary"so there were costumed employees, complete with blacksmith, white-haired judges, soldiers, and peasants.  There were mock rile shootings, trials, and farming.  After growing up in Virginia, it seemed very "Jamestown-esque" or "Williamsburg-y", only tiny and very random.  But the apples were begging us to pick them, and we found them to be truly scrumptious.  And who doesn't enjoy a good rile line-up now and then?