Unfinished Syphoning

Dear O'H dear, Lovely Tea Jenny and The Mini Princesses,

The Duke had arranged to come and stay tonight and I went into a slight panic.

At Christmas he made us a lovely Rumtopf (rum pot) which he kindly left for us to consume at our leisure.

Except we haven’t. I was worried he’d want to take the actual pot back to start a new one so I decanted about 2 pints of alcohol and fruit into a mason jar and left a small amount at the bottom in case (he wanted to have some).

“I’m surprised that’s still on the go,” he said when he saw it on the counter.

“There’s only a tiny bit left in it”, I replied. Which is the absolute truth!

Sneaky? Yes but the stuff (although lovely) is like rocket fuel. We’d have ended up alcoholics trying to get through it.

C