I spent the day at an apple orchard making fresh cider on an antique hand-cranked cider press.
→[More:]I have decided that:
1) this is a horribly unhygenic process.
2) it is possible to have too many apples.
3) Quakers have the coolest relatives.
4) *I* need cooler relatives, ones that have hundred-year-old apple trees.
1 and 2 aside, this was a totally awesome way to spend my Saturday. And the cider is FREAKING DELICIOUS. I got to bring home 2.5 gallons of it and I need suggestions for stuff to do with it. Bunnies, help!
BONUS: Before I left I threw together a really fast butternut-squash-apple-maple crisp for the potluck portion of the day. It was entirely experimental but went over really well. YAY SUCCESSFUL CULINARY IMPROVISATION!