A few of my friends are from the south and they came back from their holiday trip home with a bottle of moonshine that they received as a gift. They had told me about the bottle a while back and I knew immediately that it would be a risk of mine.
Last weekend they had a party at their place and as soon as I walked in, I said, “Okay, it’s time to try some moonshine.” They pulled out the bottle and I cringed a little at the sediment floating around and the coloring. I’ve never tried moonshine before and was a little nervous.
They handed me the bottle and I took a deep breath (bad idea; smelled awful) as I put the jar to my lips.
I expected it to taste like this:
But it actually tasted like this:

What's that you ask? Well that is an apple cider donut. Yes, they exist. And yes, it tasted like that.
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It was an explosion of tasty goodness. I was shocked. Moonshine is not supposed to taste that good. But it did taste that good. Stupidly, stupidly good.
As hard as it was, I only took the one sip. I wanted more, but danger lurked in the murky depths of that mason jar.
Oh sweet moonshine. You are the devil in disguise.
Mmmm…I never realized that moonshine is so tasty. I’ll have to try it!
It totally took me by surprise. I never would have thought so either.