It happens every year. Winter arrives in Manitoba. Sometimes she comes gusting full force leaving us gasping with the severity of the onslaught. Sometimes she slips in quietly with just a whisper of soft, white snow to announce her presence.
This year was somewhere in between, lots of snow and wind for a couple of days with mid-temperatures ranging from about ten above to thirty below. It doesn't really matter if it's celcius or fahrenheit when it gets that cold.
Christmas rapidly approaches; shopping is almost finished, food is planned. Only eight sleeps until the big day.
It seemed an appropriate time to sample those brandied cherries I bottled back in July. Well, I have to say that next year I will be brandy-bottling every kind of fruit I can get my hands on. The cherries are very good, but even better is what the cherries did to the brandy. It became a soft, not sweet version of i'm not sure what...but very, very good! I suspect that different kinds of alcohol with different fruit might be the answer and I look forward to experimenting with different flavour combinations.
