Real Fruit Makes Real Juice

Again, out of inspiration of my mom, I decided to make grape juice. (Grapes have been over well past a month ago now, so this is a little old… but the final product still exists and some has yet to be enjoyed!) Unfortunately there is no memory of a song about grape juice, but for some reason I remember Mom breaking out the grape juice on Movie Night – almost always paired with popcorn.

I remember nearly every year my mom would make juice from her grapes, canned and ready for the whole year. One year we entered them in the E-town Fair and they won Best of Show! She needs a little more practice bragging than I do, so I’ll let you all know right here.

At the very end of the season, I picked about 5 quarts from my mom’s vines in the back yard. She grows plump Concord grapes that are an experience in themselves to eat. The thick purple skins slide right off of the eyeballish clear orb inside and is borderline FUN until you bite into rather large seeds inside the flesh.

After washing and picking out any ugly looking grapes (and the occasional spider...!) I boiled them in water, double strained out the skins and pulp, then reboiled the juice with a bit of sugar (optional) and finally put the juice into sterilized jars. After a few hours the jars were sealed and ready!

Absolutely delicious- bottle of flavored high-fructose corn syrup can not even compare to this!