I love cider. I love it. I love it when it's in a pint glass with Guinness, and I love it when it's in a bottle from the supermarket. I have yet to find a cider that I don't like. Oh wait, yes I have.
Dammit, Woodchuck! Your Limited Release Winter Cider was FANTASTIC, but then you had to go and make this bullshit spring cider that tasted like melted candy and I poured most of the bottle down the drain (but only when my father wasn't looking, because he hates it when people waste food and drink items).
So then I went and drank more than half of my GROWLER, which was filled with cider from the New Holland Brewing Company, and then I got drunk, and then I went to bed at 6:30.
So that was Easter.