I picked up a bottle of this Lenoir, NC-made apple brandy the other day. It’s created using N.C. apples in a 110 year-old carriage house in downtown Lenoir, and aged in white oaks barrels. I haven’t cracked it open yet, but I’m pretty excited to do so. Any of you have a preferred means of imbibing apple brandy? On the rocks? Mixed with sparkling cider? Chilled?
Meanwhile, after wrapping up this series last week, I’ve begun reading Kurt Timmermeister’s Growing A Farmer: How I Learned To Live Off the Land. The book tells the candid tale of the author’s transition from owner of a small 4-top cafe in Seattle to proprietor of a 13-acre dairy farm (Kurtwood Farms) and creamery. I’m totally smitten with the book so far and look forward every night to when the monkey pictured above finally turns in (he’s not going down until 10:30-ish lately-sheesh!) to jump back into its inspired pages.
Plus, I just checked the 10-day forecast for Vashon Island and, well, it’s pretty much my idea of heaven. Maybe someday we’ll make the transition to the west coast. The humidity alone around here lately is enough to make me point my compass due west.