Dames en Heren, Appels en Peren

The title of this entry is what Wanda (of peuterspeelzaal fame) sings to the children when they’re changing from one activity to the next, in case you were wondering.

This entry isn’t about Eloïse’s playschool, however. It’s about our family trip this afternoon to De Olmenhorst in Lisserbroek.

De Olmenhorst is an organic orchard about 25km outside of Amsterdam. After parking, we grabbed a couple of carrier-bags and headed for the apple trees. Jonagold, Jonagored and Elstar are the three varieties that were literally there for the picking. We stuck to Elstar.

Eloïse had a great time, walking up and down the aisles, finding low-hanging fruit, grabbing the stem and tilting the fruit until it came free.

All of the pears had been picked the day before, so we had to select those from some crates rather than pluck them ourselves.

After loading the car with our hand-picked fruit, we went for lunch, played in the playground and then finished up with a few purchases at the organic shop.

On the way back home, Eloïse had fallen asleep in the car, so we stopped at Pisa for an ice-cream.

Dinner was — what else? — an apple bake: plucked by Eloïse and baked by Sarah.

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