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09/25/2006: "When Life Hands You Plums..."

You figure out how to make it alcohol!
We were fortunate enough to have a copious amount of plums this year. The first crop seemed never ending. Kurt distributed a good chunk of it to his church, while I made several jars of plum sauce. We sent friends home with buckets and bags of plums. The other tree held onto its beautiful, candy-sweet fruits for nearly a month longer. That's about when I figured out that they were drying on the tree!
So, out came the carboy. This a picture of my cat, Winter, helping me chop the plums. MakingPlumWine So if you receive a bottle of plum wine in a few months, take the black cat hair as a sign of affection!