Oh yeah you heard me, Moonshine.
Genuine bona fide Southern redneck Moonshine.
And we got our hands on a bottle Jar.
Yup.
The scary part?
It tastes exactly like my Mom's homemade applesauce.
We've been keeping it in the freezer as instructed and drinking it straight from the jar in tiny sips. We're intimidated by it's unknown "Octane Level".
And Since Ryan's been "sipping it like a bitch"(his words), then you know I'm scared!
Some night I may just get brave and serve it chilled, straight up as a martini. Of course then I may have a serious headache the next day..........
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