This blog is probably going to be more pictures than explanation. My husband and I made apple cider this last month, and I think I drove him a bit crazy with my requests for pictures. But it was worth it.
My husband grew up on a farm. I grew up in the city. There have been a lot of things I’ve learned over the course of our marriage. Canning and making cider are just a smidgen of his farming knowledge.
We’ve had some trouble with our apples in the past and this year, finally, the tree was laden and the apples were good. So we dug out the cider press. First time in a few years. FYI – my husband built this press. He had the original from the farm, but it got stolen, so he rebuilt it from memory. 🙂
Neither of us know what kind of apple we have, but here’s a close up.And here I am pouring apples in to be chopped up.
The apple mush ends up in the barrel. When full, we move the barrel forward to where we can press it.
And voila! We have cider. We don’t pasteurize. We just pour it into jugs and freeze it to enjoy all winter. And it is sooooo good. I hope you all get a chance in your life to taste fresh squeezed cider. There’s nothing like it.
Oh, and of course, Dude had to keep an eye on everything. 🙂
Have a wonderful Autumn, everyone!