"Carl's Lounge" (Off-Topic Discussion, Traditional Knife "Tales & Vignettes")

We still have a local farm that sells unpasteurized cider. A lot of people are afraid of catching something from it.

I understand the need for pasteurization for the giant apple farms that are making 10,000 gallons of cider for sale in the giant chain grocery stores. But realistically, if you pick all your apples still hanging on the tree, and store them properly, there is 0% chance of getting sick from it. The problems come from people using apples that fell from the tree and are picked up off the ground, or are stored where mice/varmints can contaminate them.

We hand pick all our apples from our orchards, or from nearby apple farms, store them inside coolers, and make cider right away once the last batch of apples are ripe.
 
This reminds me of many years ago, when I was a youngster. My grandparents owned a farmstand in Bristol, NH. Sometimes when we visited, we got to go along as they did their apple runs. They'd gather apples at the local orchards and then have them pressed for cider to sell. And of course, they'd get apples to sell. My favorite thing was when I was allowed to go and pick out apples to eat out of the bins. Their stand was a glassed-in greenhouse. The smells of the apples flowers, pumpkins, etc., are still strong in my mind to this day. They would keep canvas tarps over the apples crates, and it was like a treasure hunt finding the perfect apple. Cortlands were my favorite, and of course I had to find the biggest one. My record was 6 apples in a row, but that didn't end well, LOL.

They also used to get their milk fresh from local farms. They'd bring their glass containers and get them filled. I remember having to get the cream off the top before pouring.

Thanks for bringing back those memories!
 
This reminds me of many years ago, when I was a youngster. My grandparents owned a farmstand in Bristol, NH. Sometimes when we visited, we got to go along as they did their apple runs. They'd gather apples at the local orchards and then have them pressed for cider to sell. And of course, they'd get apples to sell. My favorite thing was when I was allowed to go and pick out apples to eat out of the bins. Their stand was a glassed-in greenhouse. The smells of the apples flowers, pumpkins, etc., are still strong in my mind to this day. They would keep canvas tarps over the apples crates, and it was like a treasure hunt finding the perfect apple. Cortlands were my favorite, and of course I had to find the biggest one. My record was 6 apples in a row, but that didn't end well, LOL.

They also used to get their milk fresh from local farms. They'd bring their glass containers and get them filled. I remember having to get the cream off the top before pouring.

Thanks for bringing back those memories!

:)
 
Cortland and Northern Spy are great. And Winesap.

These probably aren't apple knives, but-
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There's at least a dozen blackbirds eating fermented grapes in the climbing vine. They are shouting as if they were drunk. Oh man, they're drunk! :eek::D
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I think I could endure many things, including drunken blackbirds, with a knife as splendid as that scratted TC Barlow, Jolipapa Jolipapa ! ;):thumbsup::thumbsup:

(Maybe you should also post this info in the Beverages & Blades thread :).)

- GT
 
I think I could endure many things, including drunken blackbirds, with a knife as splendid as that scratted TC Barlow, Jolipapa Jolipapa ! ;):thumbsup::thumbsup:

(Maybe you should also post this info in the Beverages & Blades thread :).)

- GT
Thank you for the appreciation and the wise tip, maybe they're just saying the same thing in their own way :D
I can assure you that all of the three cats here didn't look at the knife at all :(
 
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