Every year PK’s friend’s head out east for their annual pumpkin picking and winery trip, and every year we’ve had to turn them down. Not this year!
“Really, it’s just a trip we do for the girls,” PK had said. “So I’ll drive so you and the girls can drink.”
He had me at pumpkins but alcohol sealed the deal.
We drove about 90 minutes out east to Harbe’s Family Farm in Mattituck. East Long Island may join New England. They have my vote.
It may have been chilly and windy but you couldn’t beat the views. The sky was so blue it almost looked fake.
After we all finally found each other (there were three different Harbe’s pumpkin patches) we prioritized and headed over to the beer booth.
Pumpkin picking with beer is something I wholeheartedly recommend. I mean, you’re supporting small local owned business all around. Drinking local craft beer. Supporting a local family owned farm. You’ve done your part as an American at the end of the day.
The only disappointing part was that the pumpkins were kind of just placed out in a field. It wasn’t necessarily a pumpkin patch at the location where we were.
The pumpkins were also very heavy, especially after a few beers. Thankfully there were cute wagons out you can use.
I really went all out. I wore plaid and boots and a vest. I even did my hair. Once I’m one beer deep though that all goes out the window. My sunglasses are actually being used to hold my hair back since it was so windy. Right after the picture was taken I started crying about not having a hair tie until I was given one.