I thought you would like that picture, Zoe. Our cider making was all manual. David is turning the crank on chopper--no easy task. I am holding the crank on the crusher. The parents took turns at applying as much pressure as possible. The children stood at the spout with their cups and took the cider as soon as it started to run out. For city kids, who only knew apple juice from the supermarket, it was a joy and a revelation to drink it from the apples they had picked that morning.
Beautiful pictures, as always, Annamaria. And what a lovely one at the end!
ReplyDeleteI thought you would like that picture, Zoe. Our cider making was all manual. David is turning the crank on chopper--no easy task. I am holding the crank on the crusher. The parents took turns at applying as much pressure as possible. The children stood at the spout with their cups and took the cider as soon as it started to run out. For city kids, who only knew apple juice from the supermarket, it was a joy and a revelation to drink it from the apples they had picked that morning.
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ReplyDeleteIs it about apples, Michael? AA
DeleteBeautiful pictures. New York state is actually quite beautiful.
ReplyDeleteIt is! Welcome back, Kathy D. It’s so nice to see you here again. AA
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