I was really excited to try this and finally had an opportunity tonight to open it. It ended up being crisp and acidic and it reminded me of Granny Smith apples the most with a distinct taste of the apple skin. Very nicely done.
The last time I had cider was when we were last in France. We went out to eat and were deeply disappointed with our crepes. Jen ordered some sort of pork crepe that ended up having boar taint, a flavor that comes from pigs that have not been castrated. This is palatable to some in Europe but found basically foul and disgusting by North American palates. It was such a disappointing experience that I needed to take a nap and we later regrouped to go out for redemption crepes that were not disgusting while Jen washed them down with a Tequila flavored beer and I had green tea.
It's comforting to know that we were super lame even before we had kids.
Tonight we made crepes to accompany our cider with leftover Christmas ham from the freezer and shredded Gruyere.
The babies joined us at the dinner table and had their first taste of edamame.
It had a mixed review.
Jen also made a delicious salad with mozzarella, grapefruit, onion, hearts of palm, and avocado with vinaigrette.
It went well with an unconventional bedtime routine, doing dishes, making the babies' food for the following day, and cleaning up soggy bits of Baby Mum-Mums off the floor.
More cider may have made that last task a little more enjoyable.
Or apple vodka.
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