Apple Fam

30 Jul

I’ve been lucky enough to grow up in a family that has owned a working orchard for 5 generations.  At Beckwith Orchards we grow peaches both red haven and white lady, apples, pears and yellow plums and bring in corn and potatoes from another local farm.  There is not one picture to be found where a Beckwith baby isn’t holding, gnawing or drooling on a Beckwith apple.  My first picture happened to be me nestled in a picking bag full of apples strapped to my Grandpa Charlie.

baby in a bag

I’ve often asked why we don’t produce the hard version of cider since we produce the regular nectar of gods.  The answer I got was pretty vague, but my guess is we already put a lot of work into harvesting, pruning, killing destructive deer and ground hogs, sorting, selling, the list goes on — there’s just not enough time to add another facet.  So this October when the cider comes in I’m going to try my hand at some wild yeast fermentation and see what comes of it.  The closest I’ve gotten to turning our cider into hard cider is leaving it in the fridge for 2 weeks, watching the plastic jug bloat like a dead body and drink the stuff with a bite.  Advice is welcome!

beckwith apples

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