As soon as it’s officially fall (and sometimes earlier), Michigan folks make a mad dash to plan a cider mill outing. This can make for some long lines while you’re slowly tortured with the scent of fresh donuts. I just realized what a lucky girl I am, because Marc and I have always lived near a cider mill. Our first apartment was NEXT DOOR to one. Crazy!
People come from all over Michigan to visit Yates Cider Mill. It’s not very big, but the cider and donuts are phenomenal and the view over the water is pretty special. They opened their doors in 1863 and in 1876 starting using the water from the nearby canal to make water-powered pressed cider with only Michigan apples.
Crowds sometimes bum me out, but I’ve certainly done my time waiting in lines for cider and donuts over the years. Yates happens to be on my way to work, so I stopped by at 8:30 am to pick up treats for the office and brought my camera along. It was so peaceful being 1 of 5 people there and watching the sun peek out over the water. I grabbed a half dozen cinnamon-sugar donuts, a half gallon of cider and I was on my way to work a few minutes later.
The donuts were still warm and their cake-like center was light as air. The cold cider tasted like biting into a fresh apple. Now I must resist the temptation to stop by every morning.