‘Tis the season for fall festivals! Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-fall!
I’m a little bummed to say, though, that we are now on the tail-end of all the festivities. This past weekend, however, Robby and I were invited to participate in the second part of a Fall tradition our neighbors hold each year. Part one: the apple picking. Around one month ago, we ventured into their yard for some apple picking. By the time we arrived, all the low hanging fruit had been picked and we got to make like monkeys and climb up to pick the fruit in the top branches. That was part one.
The Apple Press
Part two: apple pressing. Part two involved us taking the many pounds of apples we picked and running them through a 1800s style hand-operated apple press that our neighbor has. All the guests had a chance, if desired, to turn the crank and help turn the apples into juice. We were all invited to bring our own empty jugs to take home the fresh-pressed juice. Over the last couple years I’ve mostly eliminated juice from my diet, but oh my, after standing next to the big bucket of fresh juice, how could I resist the sweet smell?? I could not and I did not.
While I thought this juice was delicious on its own, I also love having hot apple cider on cold Fall days. I just heat it up in the microwave and sprinkle some cinnamon on top. I highly recommend getting your hands on some freshly pressed apple juice without added sugar. Hot, cold, cinnamon spiced…I love it all and think you will too.
