I sat on the patio last night after a stressful week, enjoying one of these. I have never been a big fan of beer. In fact I am quite particular. As I sipped this wonderful cider, memories of my first cider encounter brought laughter and tears.
Several years ago, before you could even find cider in stores, my friend Dan and his brew buddies went out to the orchard near Idalou and picked up a bunch of drops. I think we all took a turn at turning the press to juice them. And quite honestly, after juicing I didn’t think much about them again. They had used me for a tasting guinea pig before and some were tasty and some were down right horrible.
Dan had called me and asked if I could pick him up from the Brewers Convention in Lubbock. They had entered their batch of cider and a couple of other brews. So, promptly as promised I arrived to retrieve my very excited friend. They had won awards for their cider!! Not thinking hard cider, but apple cider, the kind you get at the roadside stand, I didn’t turn down the glass he offered.
It tasted amazing and in the darkness of midnight I didn’t notice what was a beautiful amber beer in the glass until I got to Dan’s house and wondered how I was going to drive to mine. Hard cider has way more punch that just cider.
So, I sipped on the cider last night with beautiful memories of my departed friend. Still love and miss him daily.