Saturday morning my husband and I went peach picking for the first time. Hands down there’s nothing better than a fresh, juicy peach right off the tree! It makes those hard as a rock, flavorless things you buy at the supermarket even more displeasing after you have the real deal. And what’s better than fresh peaches? Having the whole orchard to yourself!
*My dear heart trying to make peaches look tough and manly*
*A sample of the harvest*
*Playing around because we could with no one around*
*An afternoon of labor left us with three pints of canned peaches to be enjoyed this winter*
*I couldn’t bring myself to just throw out the peels and little bits of peach that didn’t make the cut, so what better way to make use of them than making a peach infused spirit? We covered our bits of leftovers with a cheap 80 proof vodka, let sit overnight, then strained into a recycled bottle. I can’t get over the color and I think the peels did a great job of swapping out their flavor for the absorption of the terrible impurities of the cheap liquor. It’s a light taste best enjoyed with a splash of citrus soda. Quite the treat!*