cp:
Are you talking about Rte. 96 heading up to Trumansburg (Cliff Street), Rte. 79 heading up to Mecklenburg (Hector Street), or one of the side streets that go up West Hill (like Elm Street)? It sounds like Rte. 96 which is carved into the rock for the early part of the grade, causing the structures on that road to have small parking lots or garages perched on the edge of the hill. I always wonder what faith in structures it takes to park a car in a wood frame garage with its back half on stilts (like may of the cottages on Rte. 89 have, many of which look like they are sliding down the hill).
I will be having dinner this evening with some of Ithaca's historians and will try to ask if they know the building.
Bruce from Washington Park, Markles Flats
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My brother and I were introduced to the liquid wonders of the apple by
natural cider from the Cornell University Orchard. After a family outing
to collect drops (cheapest price) in the orchard, my mother always wanted to
take home a couple of bottles of fresh cider. Being an "expensive" treat,
it was carefully rationed; but after a few unrefridgerated weeks, we kids
would discover that the second bottle was happily right for a special tingle
on the tongue and an embarrassed laugh from my father who didn't want us to
know anything about the "evil of drink". Generally, if my brother and I
found it first in the new state, our parents would politely say that they
would "take care of it" and it would disappear from sight.
For many years there was a ancient cider mill half way up West Hill on the
way out of Ithaca. A small industrial mill from the old days, its wooden
floor emitted and odour only a cider mill knows. When the shaggy mossed
board building hanging on the edge of the steep bank below the old highway
finally disappeared to development, my childhood self knew something was
wrong in the world. I loved the building, but I could never understand why
anyone would have chosen to build on that impossible spot, especially
because it was such a popular place with the tiny parking space filled and
next to impossible to negotiate. It seemed like a horse and buggy
left-over, but why half way up and half way down that steep hill was a
childhood mystery. It was certainly among the most inexpensive properties
in town and definitely on the "wrong" side of the tracks. Always filled
with large gritty faced older men, the implication seemed to be that there
was something slightly criminal about the place, combined with being in a
"bad" part of town. My lily white family only went there when the Cornell
Orchard shop had run out of cider, and if possible, my dad would make the
trip alone. When we kids were along, we were never allowed to linger in
that picturesque antique place and look at the machinery or ask questions.
Any of you Ithaca "townies" know anything about it?
Here in the West, there is nothing that resembles the "Cider" of the East.
The "Apple Juice" available everywhere is a bland stuff, and I don't mean
just about the lack of alcohol. The fresh pressed cider is just sweet apple
juice with none of the fresh tang of cider. Does it have to do with the
apples or the process?
cp in bc
in orchard land but not cider land
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>>The Best Drink I Ever Had
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> LOL! Inadvertent fermentation must be nice like found art!
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