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I don't recommend your version for making hard cider.

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From: The Louis Sullivan Smiley-Face Listserv!
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Tangora
Sent: Friday, March 23, 2007 6:58 PM
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Subject: Re: [BP] Grandma's alcohol condom

K wrote

>I have had for years now a 5-gallon jug of dandelion wine in the basement.
>I enjoy making non-grape wines and this was an especially good batch.

The Best Drink I Ever Had

Long ago I was playing rugby with the club based at the University of
Chicago.
On Halloween weekend we convoyed up to Milwaukee in several cars
for a match with the MRFC.  On the way, some of us stopped at an
apple orchard, and I bought a gallon of homemade cider, in a plastic jug.  
Put it in the trunk of the car I was riding in.

At the match, I scored a try (touchdown), and on the ensuing kickoff,
I was under the pile, felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and heard
a snapping sound, but didn't quite get it, and was ready to resume play.
An experienced teammate came over to me, felt my shoulder,
and told me to get off the field.  Turns out I had a broken collarbone.
(We had no doctors or nurses on the sidelines.  I still squirm 
when I think what might have happened to me had I stayed in.)

Got a ride back to Chicago, before the match was over, 
from someone's wife or girlfriend, went to the hospital etc.
Left arm was in a sling for five weeks.  Could only eat with one hand,
so had a lot of burgers.  During this recuperation time,
I went to watch a match in Chicago, or join a beer party,
I don't recall exactly, and picked up the jug of cider,
brought it home to my bachelor apartment, and put it in the fridge.  

When I got the sling off, I decided to try the cider,
which had bounced around in somebody's trunk for a couple of weeks
and then had rested another couple of weeks in my fridge.

Got the cap off, and it started to foam.  Just foamed and foamed.
After a minute, I went and got my stopwatch.  The cider foamed
for another five minutes.  Then I had a glassful.

The End.

(if you weren't paying attention, see title of episode)

p.s.  next day it had turned brown 
and was no longer worth drinking.


Martin C. Tangora
University of Illinois at Chicago
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