If it's tangy and brown...

This weekend I discovered the joy of car ownership. I took the opportunity to leave Bloomington and took a nice drive through the countryside. Today I went to a cider mill. I bought a gallon of cider and half a peck of golden delicious (before driving off in my car that gets forty rods to the hogshead!). Of course it will take me a while to get through a whole gallon (even if it is a US gallon, not an imperial one) but it's not pasteurised so the longer I leave it, the more alcoholic it'll get; I'm in no hurry. The same place was also selling pumpkins.

And yesterday I went to a little town called Nashville, Indiana (not to be confused with Nashville, Tennessee). It reminds me a lot of Leura. There was a little bourgeois kitchen store where I half expected to see Prue and Trude from Kath & Kim. But most importantly there was a "candy" store with many different types of liquorice. This was quite a find because most US supermarkets only have one brand of hard, chewy liquorice, with a bitter after-taste. The kid working there acted as my liquorice consultant, "What sort of liquorice do you like? Hard or soft? Strong or mild?" and we established that Kookaburra brand was best for me; "An Australian brand," he informed me.