Then, of course, there was this iconic, folklore legend person named Johnny Appleseed. People wrote songs about him and his tree-planting exploits. Apples that would eventually become delicious, delicious cider.
Cider, as defined by the dictionary, is not today’s — or your father’s — cider. Cider has gotten crafty, and Appalachian Mountain Brewery has gotten into the cider game.
I recently had a cider at Bottle Revolution, just off 54 at the East 54 complex, by Meadowmont. The bottle shop has six locations throughout the area, and this location has an eight-seat bar with 14 taps and tabletop seating for probably another 30 or more with a max capacity of just under 100. There are two flat screen televisions, a self-serve wine station by the glass option and lots of beer. And cider, of course.
The Mystic Dragon I sipped on from Appalachian Mountain Cidery had a complex profile of strawberry, rhubarb and green tea. I swear I tasted vanilla or star anise in that pint. Like I said — complex. I think I have a pretty good palate, but this cider was all over the place. In a good way! I never thought I’d see cider on draft throughout the Triangle. I just thought of it as some weird fermentable jug that was in the back of the fridge at my house back in the late ‘70s. But cider is here, and it looks as though it is here to stay.
What are you drinking for #thirstythursday?