Oh never, oh never, oh never again
If I live to a hundred, or a hundred and ten
For I fell to the ground and I couldn't get up
After drinking a pint of that Johnny Jump Up!
"Last night, among his fellow roughs,
He jested, quaff'd and swore."
They cut me down and I leapt up high
I am the life that'll never, never die.
I'll live in you if you'll live in me -
I am the lord of the dance, said he!
Innocent Bystander wrote:Well, my goodness, research funded by the Cider makers can't be biased in any way, can it?
Hehe. A Dublin-based website reporting on Scots researching English apples? The project is obviously doomed. Even the Journal of Irreproducible Results won't publish it.
I love cider. I developed a taste for cider when I was introduced to Okanogan cider at northwest science fiction conventions. Friends would bring it to the conventions from Canada. It was one of many good reasons to go to science fiction conventions in western Canada. Then someone came up with huckleberry cider here in north Idaho, but I think that company is no more. Hell, I should just take up home brewing and see if I can tailor beer and cider to my personal tastes. I wonder if north Idaho chanterelles would make good cider?
I think you can make "cider" out of almost anything organic, but I really wouln't want to sample, say, garlic cider. Or perhaps wild onion and leeks wine!
With best regards,
Steve Mack
Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light get's in.
I like hard cider and have gotten to drinking it in the summer time as a nice light beverage.
The phrase, "give us a pint of ....." is a good phrase but I do like the word flagon. It sounds so more robust and a lot more than what a pint would be, like, some serious drinking is going to happen or somethin'
MarkB
Everybody has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.
Or perhaps wild onion and leeks wine! 