What a great day I had yesterday. Two of my friends came over with their husbands, kids, and boxes of apples and pears to make cider.
I made lunch, and beforehand we had a picnic on the grass in the lovely bright september sunshine. The kids played together beautifully. The men talked easily with beers in their hands (including Homero! Yay!) and bonded over the mechanical aspects of pressing, while us girls chatted as we washed fruit and cast an occasional eye in the direction of the kids.
When we ran out of apples we raided the neighbor's tree. She owes me apples.
All in all we pressed some eight or nine gallons of a delicious cider, roughly 80% apple and 20% pear. I love cidering.
6 comments:
Sounds like fun! I can't seem to find reasonably priced cider around here and we don't have a press. Looks like I'll be paying almost $4 a gallon, but it sure tastes good!!
That's not bad, actually. Here it's about six.
What's the difference between juice and cider? Please cite examples and show your work.
cider is alive and juice is dead. Cider is love and juice is indifference. Cider is holy and juice is agnostic.
While I agree with your assesment, I'm not sure that your results are repeatable.
Not until you pry our old childhood cider press from my cold, dead hands, they aren't. Or come to visit at cidering time.
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