Speckin Orchard

Talk about a not so warm welcome. I stopped by this little orchard & gift shop on Corunna Road around Halloween, just out of idle curiosity. After all, I thought «why not since I drive past this place practically every day?» Well, maybe I should have kept driving.
For starters, it’s really small and the assortment of pumpkins was a little sparse and not in particularly nice condition, though they were marked down considerably. I think they were maybe $ 1 apiece, or at least most of them were, but they were small with plenty of marks on them. I’d say they looked worse for wear, but that’s not the least of what I encountered.
Upon walking into the gift shop/​general store, I wasn’t greeted at all by the guy working behind the counter (who had actually come out from behind the counter and was watching me as I looked over the goods). That was weird. There was a very strange, unfriendly vibe going on and I don’t know why. The guy eyeballed me the entire time I was browsing, but not once made eye contact or said hello. Interesting. I felt very uncomfortable.
The tiny gift shop had an assortment of products, like jams, jellies, pies, apples, etc heavily advertised as being «amish made.» Hmm. Were they really or did they slap a label on them and hike the price up to justify the cost and call it a day? I really don’t know. Everything, aside from the pumpkins, seemed to be super high in price. The selection of produce didn’t impress me at all and appeared a little spartan upon further inspection.
I browsed for what seemed like an eternity (it probably wasn’t more than 10 minutes, but seemed much longer due to the uncomfortable tension hanging in the air) and happened upon some interesting-​looking preserves/​jam advertised as «amish made.» I took a look at the price– nearly $ 4 for a very tiny jar. That seemed steep, but I wound up purchasing it because the guy behind the counter kept staring at me like I should buy something in his store.
Once I approached the counter, I asked about the cider, which is what I was actually more interested in. I hadn’t seen much in the way of cider (it’s an orchard, who doesn’t sell cider, right?) while perusing the store, so I ventured to ask. The guy shows me a couple of small half-​gallon jugs of cider, which weren’t pasteurized. He said they do some other process that isn’t pasteurization (hence, why the cider isn’t advertised as such) that supposedly cleans it, but was incredibly vague about the whole matter. I told him I was only interested in pasteurized and he said it was the same, but offered no such proof. Besides that, the price was really high– much higher than competing orchards/​cider mills that sell bigger jugs (a full gallon) of apple cider for much less. I was kind of appalled.
After that, the guy tried to run my credit card transaction on his tablet, had trouble doing it and then forgot to offer me a receipt, either by text or email. Visibly flustered, he told me he’d have one of the girls that works there email me a receipt later. I never got one.
The raspberry jam was good, but not anything that I couldn’t get for less at the grocery store. It wasn’t worth the price that I paid.