I remember going to Welday's with my folks when I was just "knee-high to a duck" (that would be about 4 years old). Apples, apples everywhere...all kinds of varieties. The day-trip culminated with me drinking cider into oblivion. I remember that for 1-cent per paper cupful you could dispense it through a spigot that of course were attached to humungous kegs lined up against the wall. That was livin'! So even at almost 60 years old, and residing on the East Coast, I still equate apples and cider with Welday's. Go visit them today.