Yes, backtracking again, but just a bit. The night I arrived in Kansas, I sat down at the kitchen table, with my gf, to chat. She picked up a LARGE jar, of Apricots, she’d been fermenting. As she did, the lid came slightly open. With perfect aim, she christened me with sticky fermenting Apricot juice, all up and down, from face to waist! Well, that doesn’t happen every day! Welcome to Kansas, Heidi, glad you could make it! Would you like a shower?
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