My small crabapple tree is full of fruit again. It doesn't fruit the same every year. In fact, I don't think there has been a crop in two years. I tasted one this morning, but they aren't ripe enough yet; they leave a pucker, like a velvety taste from the tannin, I suppose.
I have made jelly and the above liqueur from them. Don't know what else to make with them. In fact, I need to go to the garage refrigerator and look to see if I still have the liqueur from the last batch. I don't remember even tasting or drinking it. I'm not a drinker anyway, so it is usually given away. I hope I haven't left the jars under a dark cabinet somewhere, steeping in grain alcohol. Now, I'm worried that I did and have to go look under cabinets. Oh, and it's a glorious sunny day.