I will willingly pass up digging my way through thorny blackberry bushes, perspiring as I squat-crawl through the strawberry patches, and forsake the wasp-ridden rows of peach trees, but nothing - nothing can coerce me out of apple-picking.
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I love that my generation has taken a hold of snacks and made them into not only a socially-acceptable mode of daily nutrition but a hallowed one. If you're not entirely sure of the current snack pseudonyms, see; charcuterie, tapas, tastings, flights…