Dale's Apple Press
West County
Sept. 20, 2009
The first time Dale invited us out to help press Gravensteins into cider, I was too busy to make it: three-week old Emily, light as a box of Kleenex, was sleeping on my chest as I lay on the couch out at our cabin in Rio Nido. I couldn't disturb that scene, so I skipped the apple press that year.
This year, we got a second invitation. Emily doesn't nap as much now, so we were able to make it.
Fresh pressed apple juice is really good, by the way.
