Traditional Method Sparkling Ciders
The sun comes up, the sun sets, the rains come and go and the cold and the heat rotate around the years – and that is how it has been for thousands of years here in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains.
Somewhere, on the side of one of those hills sits our little cider orchard.
Sometimes, we marvel at our hard work: “I grafted those thousand trees, I grew those apples – I built that barn, I put up that trellis.”
There is honed skill and hard labor involved in growing a crop, and making good cider. But in end, what makes what we do worth doing is a sense of the magic: in leaves absorbing sunlight, roots seeking minerals, raptors hunting mice and apples in the fall.
Here is a vintage of cider, which will never be repeated, reflecting the lives of trees in this one spot for this one year.
Here are ciders that are elegant, feral, and mischievous.
Here are ciders that surprise and transcend.
We hope you enjoy them.