DEXTER, MI - Orange leaves swishing downwards into the Huron River. A dusting of cinnamon sugar on a doughnut. Vapors of hot cider that will wash the dough down into your belly.

There really is nothing like a cider mill on a fall day in Michigan. Ahead of football Saturdays, I jaunt over to Dexter for the best one in my book: the aptly named Dexter Cider Mill.

I’ve been chowing down their sacks of cider doughnuts and sipping their sweet cider for decades.

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