I have said before nothing beats a big, cold hard cider. I love it’s apple-y taste and sweetness. We picked this baby up on a short jaunt a few weekends ago. I hadn’t seen it before but I have noticed it a few places since.
Mister brought a beautiful glass of liquid gold to me after dinner tonight. It smelled awesome. A nice, cold sip in… hmm… While not my favorite, not horrible. It wasn’t dry but wasn’t what I’d call sweet, either. The apple was subtle but there. It had a touch of Irish whiskey on the finish. We didn’t pour it out but Mister declared that he wouldn’t buy it again. I agreed.