tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post1833723648056557184..comments2023-11-13T02:00:52.653+11:00Comments on life's free treats: Cider Rulesmeggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-33579071203478909692008-01-17T16:13:00.000+11:002008-01-17T16:13:00.000+11:00that's funny ?! .. for some reason, which seems to...that's funny ?! <BR/><BR/>.. for some reason, which seems to have no basis in fact or truth or heresay or anything ... I always thought Cider was a popular drink in NZ !LBAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05433555112198668513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-21025888216438875772008-01-16T00:55:00.000+11:002008-01-16T00:55:00.000+11:00Good luck with the dog whisperer's advice. I thin...Good luck with the dog whisperer's advice. I think I need a dog whisperer sometimes. Our dogs seem to have the run of the house... we are trained, not them!Little Penpenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01374048900216199298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-11254797405384610962008-01-15T06:24:00.000+11:002008-01-15T06:24:00.000+11:00The best, actually, is cider that has just turned ...The best, actually, is cider that has just turned very slightly alcoholic, bubbly, with a bit of a zing. Not enough to really give you a hard time. Of course, we in the USA are Protected from such events by pasteurization of any cider one buys at the supermarket. The only ciders that can turn are those direct from the orchard.Granny Jhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07302978680897139954noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-91319058716060439662008-01-14T11:54:00.000+11:002008-01-14T11:54:00.000+11:00Thank you for the cider story! I laughed and laugh...Thank you for the cider story! I laughed and laughed.<BR/>Your trees are so pretty and your sky is bright! Bright and cold at my house. In six months it will be hotter than Hades.<BR/>Stay cool and I will stay warm!<BR/>Iced tea for you and hot tea for me. <BR/>Do you ever have butterflies in your gardens? I would enjoy seeing them. I also would love to know about your birds.<BR/>Hugs,<BR/>SherryQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02473455565144414399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-85652592437517470422008-01-14T09:48:00.000+11:002008-01-14T09:48:00.000+11:00I'll remember your warning especially since I live...I'll remember your warning especially since I live in the apple country of the prefecture. NO Cider! (Actually I've never heard of the alcohol cider being made here. Lots of apple juice though.)Tanyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00858446371419879296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-59627612840588180822008-01-14T06:57:00.000+11:002008-01-14T06:57:00.000+11:00Haha! I hope my youngest doesn't find that cider ...Haha! I hope my youngest doesn't find that cider when he comes to Oz next month! Your skies look just beautiful -- especially when contrasted with our dreary gray winter skies.Thimbleannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03650582809426872051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-8218968582038851582008-01-14T00:32:00.000+11:002008-01-14T00:32:00.000+11:00A misspent youth quafing bottles of cider has cure...A misspent youth quafing bottles of cider has cured me of any desire to partake in the devil's brew ever again!<BR/><BR/>But maybe if the weather was warm and steamy here I might be tempted just a little!<BR/><BR/>Oh to feel the hot sun on the ancient bones!riseoutofmehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14900369522350465257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-90095203756257550552008-01-13T23:14:00.000+11:002008-01-13T23:14:00.000+11:00Funny how different types of alcohol induce differ...Funny how different types of alcohol induce different types of drunkenness. Before the advent of alcopops it was indeed what Brits learned to get drunk on. <BR/>Popular country drink in Northern France too, and making it from all kinds of manky old apples about the last activity the old farmers give up. Much of it gets turned into Calva, of course, which fries the brain even more quickly!Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-88300619586006712008-01-13T18:53:00.000+11:002008-01-13T18:53:00.000+11:00Ooo a wonderful day of shopping! How I love a baga...Ooo a wonderful day of shopping! How I love a bagain! Lucky you! The cider story was hilarious. I remember drinking Strongbow (on the odd occasion) as a uni student...yes it certainly lived up to it's name!<BR/>Have a great day,<BR/>KelleighKellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12213310707886579746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-86373509442856834952008-01-13T11:22:00.000+11:002008-01-13T11:22:00.000+11:00"Now it is drowsily steamy & we are slumped about,..."Now it is drowsily steamy & we are slumped about, trying to keep cool"<BR/><BR/>-smile- Another entry from a blog from 'down under.' Yes it does sound so different from us. Where it's cold and more snow predicted for Sunday night into Monday. :-)<BR/><BR/>Mmmmmm... I guess too much of any alcoholic drink, can do one in, hu? :-)<BR/><BR/>Mari-Nancismilnsighhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17207943167502354530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-7712785108146413542008-01-13T10:57:00.001+11:002008-01-13T10:57:00.001+11:00A highly successful day of garage sale fossicking!...A highly successful day of garage sale fossicking!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-82745949156627369512008-01-13T10:57:00.000+11:002008-01-13T10:57:00.000+11:00Such lovely pictures of warmth and color are indee...Such lovely pictures of warmth and color are indeed welcome to those of us in the grim grip of winter. <BR/><BR/>And shopping garage sales is one of my favorite activities, too! This past summer I found a barely used popover pan in the free box. I'd been coveting just the same thing in an expensive kitchen catalog for years - my best deal yet!Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-85366382320395076012008-01-13T10:17:00.000+11:002008-01-13T10:17:00.000+11:00Oh you WIMPS!!! LOL - cider is good on the rocks. ...Oh you WIMPS!!! LOL - cider is good on the rocks. That way it gets sort of diluted and you can sip away on one glass for a whole afternoon and just feel kind of laid back relaxed. Seriously, it's like drinking apple juice when you're thirsty and don't realize you've had too much until suddenly...oh-oh! :DLeslie:https://www.blogger.com/profile/11964698251137788839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-34157160689215137882008-01-13T09:28:00.000+11:002008-01-13T09:28:00.000+11:00My friends and I used to drink something called a ...My friends and I used to drink something called a red witch - consisting of blackcurrant juice, cider and pernod. Absolutely lethal - a couple of them and we didn't know what day of the week it was - lol ! Hangover from hell the next day. Oh - the joys of being 18.Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11444423403574283524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-88415231453810558252008-01-13T08:44:00.000+11:002008-01-13T08:44:00.000+11:00I grew up in the part of England where cider is ma...I grew up in the part of England where cider is made...!<BR/>We used to go to one place out in the country and that was all they sold. But...you had to buy tickets, and they only allowed you two drinks. <BR/>I guess we all learn about cider the hard way...lol.Sheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06731396546695910306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-27210975399258043372008-01-13T08:32:00.000+11:002008-01-13T08:32:00.000+11:00Oh Meggie, You and your stories ( not to mention o...Oh Meggie, You and your stories ( not to mention other's comments ) have a ring of the familair about them! That was NZ in the 60's and early 70s.<BR/><BR/>The beverage may have been different and the venue too but the behaviour sounds typical.The driving part sounds really scary now . Maybe I should write about Teacher's College Student parties some time. I think Nurses were worse and Massey Students certainly the most indulgent!Ali Honeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12671890094425941272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-19867434372419431542008-01-13T08:04:00.000+11:002008-01-13T08:04:00.000+11:00I have a friend who regularly makes homemade cider...I have a friend who regularly makes homemade cider. It is good, but boy, does it ever have a kick. It kind of sneaks up on you too.Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12325465720003721471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-3040778699231208342008-01-13T05:48:00.000+11:002008-01-13T05:48:00.000+11:00Hahaha! I LOVE Cider. My drink of choice when I s...Hahaha! I LOVE Cider. My drink of choice when I studied in UK. Not easy to get or cheap in Malaysia so I haven't really had much over the years but it's good stuff.Lone Grey Squirrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16892067644551128013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-31218228220429984912008-01-13T05:39:00.000+11:002008-01-13T05:39:00.000+11:00Obviously not the apple a day that keeps the docto...Obviously not the apple a day that keeps the doctor away! I've never tried hard cider and now, will never do so:) The establishment sounds like a wonderful place though..<BR/><BR/>Yard sales here are pretty much done in by winter weather, but the urge to hop in the car and search one out almost overcame me when reading of your finds..it is saturday morning here.Linda G.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10363689622473649154noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-40273112154842342412008-01-13T05:34:00.000+11:002008-01-13T05:34:00.000+11:00You have the most remarkable luck at yard sales an...You have the most remarkable luck at yard sales and the like! I suppose one has to go fairly often and keep one's eyes open.<BR/><BR/>As for me, I'll be steering clear of the hard cider.Tanya Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15919250829858831002noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-83439667104446363102008-01-13T04:35:00.000+11:002008-01-13T04:35:00.000+11:00Glad you had a good yard sale trip. I actually we...Glad you had a good yard sale trip. I actually went to a flea market on Thursday and came home with 4 books. I have told myself that I do not have room for anything more in this house, bargain or not! LOLancient onehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12996555276368371467noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-90458848158721887542008-01-12T23:24:00.000+11:002008-01-12T23:24:00.000+11:00Funny story. I get a headache with any alcohol so ...Funny story. I get a headache with any alcohol so I won't be trying cider any time soon. Lol. Your scenery with the blue sky is amazing. We get very bright blue skies here in the winter but no green. One friend who had just arrived from Equador asked "Why is the sun shining, but there is no heat from it?" That's winter here.Joycehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17083924435653058457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-71773835772808928812008-01-12T22:21:00.000+11:002008-01-12T22:21:00.000+11:00haha yeah a lesson we Brits learn before we reach ...haha yeah a lesson we Brits learn before we reach the legal age for drinking. Cider used to be the tipple of choice in my teens and I soon learnt (the hard way) its power to convert my legs to jelly and make me feel like having a snog with anyone of any age, or gender within reach - they didnt' even need to be human - I once spent a happy five minutes kissing a postbox! <BR/><BR/>I haven't touched it (the cider that is, not the postbox!) in a very long time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-79170621659947288032008-01-12T20:54:00.000+11:002008-01-12T20:54:00.000+11:00Meggie , Mary and I used brew Cider from the scru...Meggie , Mary and I used brew Cider from the scrumptious apples off that huge tree in back yard -- Barry D. once got into several bottles with me ( despite my warning him of the dangers of overindulgence ) and fell asleep when he was supposed to be picking his beloved Sheryl up.He spent the night on our couch and various other places too !! He had several " Technicolour Yawns" over the course of the night . Strangely , Mary and I were never caught out -- caution overcame thirst , I guess !! It was a potent drop .Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33880433.post-83698930004442919102008-01-12T18:44:00.000+11:002008-01-12T18:44:00.000+11:00BMM, And yawning the 'Technicolour Yawn", & "tossi...BMM, And yawning the 'Technicolour Yawn", & "tossing the cookies", &<BR/>"Having the Rainbow Spout". <BR/>OMG, never again! <BR/>Or for very ancient Kiwis, "Consulting with Nordy" which involved hawking down the porcelain piece/phone, supposedly talking to a politician named Nordmeyer, who I think, may have been the Minister for Finance.<BR/><BR/>Sagi, I looked it up on Google, & see it is still there! It was so magical & dreamy back then. Had a sort of dreamy, 'Great Gatsby' feel to it.<BR/>And yes, it is the same one you know, at the foot of the Port Hills.meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.com