What a Crock & Mulled Cider

Bob the Blobfish "Here she goes .. . again . ."

Bob the Blobfish
“Here she goes . . . again . . .”

After my last post lamenting that my readership had fallen off, I rarely got comments and I didn’t know if I should continue blogging I received 3 direct e-mails  telling me the comments box was missing from my post . . .

As is my professional bent to find meaning in life’s experiences I’ve been mulling, mulling over the meaning of my “comments” box disappearing.

My Mulling Conclusions:

  • Don’t lament what isn’t, be grateful for what is.

  • Do what I can, in the way I can, when I can.

  • It is what it is.

  • Everything’s an ingredient in the crock pot of life.  Let simmer before ingesting.

Mulled Cider Recipe

(Did you think I wouldn’t find some way to free associate?)

  • 1 gallon Apple Cider (preferably filtered, but as in life it’s not always possible to filter)
  • ½ cups Brown Sugar
  • 2 teaspoons whole Allspice
  • 3 teaspoons whole Cloves
  • 4 sticks Cinnamon
  • 2 dashes Nutmeg
  • 1 Orange, sliced in half
  1. Pour cider into crock pot. Stir in brown sugar.
  2. Put allspice, cloves, cinnamon and nutmeg in a coffee filter or cheesecloth. Fold up the coffee filter or cheesecloth, making sure the spices can’t fall out. Tie up with butcher’s twine and place into the cider.
  3. Place sliced orange, sides down,  into the cider.
  4. Cover and heat on low for several hours with spice bag and orange halves in the cider the entire time.

Halve the recipe for 10 or less people.

Let me know how it tastes.  I don’t intend to make the recipe.  I don’t like cider, just the mulling.

always with love,


P.S. My SINCERE appreciation to all of you who follow CuriositytotheMax, for encouraging words & feedback (even when there’s no comment box)  for being curious enough to read my posts and knowing who you are even if I don’t.

21 comments on “What a Crock & Mulled Cider

  1. The comment box is alive and well. You, stooping to a new level using the blobfish, to get readers again, is once again a new low even for a lowly you, peachy!! But hey, whatever works. Now stop feeling sorry for yourself and keep writing. You are talking to Peachy Keen Junior and you can’t bullshit a bullshitter? We love you, yes, we want you to keep writing yes, blah, blah blah and ho, ho, ho. You have always given me a swift kick in the tuchis, now I’m returning the favor. Love, PK Junior


  2. Hello judyJudith,
    I read just about every one of your posts and am enriched by your free association and playfully sacred perspective on life. I rarely comment but I totally love your blog. I recommend it to folks who need the encouragement to be creative and curious.
    Grateful for your motivation to do the blog,


  3. Yeah! comment box is back. Is it an omen? A piece of serendipity? Or, as Adrian Monk would say “It’s a blessing and a curse.”
    I don’t have a crock pot, and can’t have any of those spices (though I’ve been known to have a cinnamon bun on occasion), I tend to let things slow, rolling boil on the backburner (cranberry sauce with maple syrup), fry or toast until burnt (anything), or overbake (muffins and brownies). In other words, to use your food/cooking method analogy — I’m not the best kitchen nor advice person, lol.


  4. Yea! The box is back and so are you! If I mull any cider, I’ll send you some. ;-} My current (hmmm… maybe add raisins?) holiday plans call for spreading cards and cheer but who knows?


    • OOOOoooooooo Vandi,
      Do NOT send me any if you put raisin in it. The ONLY thing I don’t like is squishy, bloated raisins (I pick them out of cinnamon rolls and bread pudding). I like my raisins dry and skinny.


  5. My colleagues at the newsweekly I worked for in the 80’s had something like this, only they added grain alcohol or Everclear (same thing) and called it Gluug (believe the uu’s had an umlaut or some kind of Swedish/Norwegian/Danish grammatical symbol). We wore blank labels and you were supposed to put a mark on the label for every glass you drank, ostensibly because after several rounds you could only converse reasonably with those who had imbibed similar quantities. No way an “XXXX” would be able to discuss anything intelligently with a “X” or an “XXXXXXX” though that one would also likely not be able to say much, if anything. I like your “virgin” recipe better because it seems after drinking it you can still talk to everybody.


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